Watching my brother die

[edmundo13]

when i was a boy i had multiple near death encounters , skull being fractured frontal left lobe, forehead was peeld from my skull bone showing , eyes back in my head white eyes, alot of black outs. near drowning in public pool by a friends hand life guard pulld me blue lips puking water, and other minor things like getting hit by cars. i watched a man be zapped to a crisp down my street just near where my head shit happen. now this is only a small portion but the hole goes much deeper... this would be the reasoning for my gore fetish and interest in death itself and i would be classified as a psychopath, please post any questions

i deal with alot of mental health issues and have removed myself from the world and like it very much i just walked away from it all
i have my sanity intact for now...

my name is hunter

What do you mean by you've removed yourself from the world

 

[lll.lll.lll]

I fully understand it! I saw my dad dying from cancer, slow death, in 3 months he went from 120 to 60 kilos, he suffered so much! It was colon cancer, so he had to be open up and "colostomy bagged", couldn't move, couldn't eat, so he died, mostly, from hunger. He was only 47...

That's so sad, I'm so sorry Vulto

There is no scraping off this memory, I still dream of it 4 years later - I guess there is no escaping from the uglyness of life.

Indeed, there is no scape from the ugliness of life u.u

 

[Atomic]

Another post just reminded me of this. Unfortunately I had to see my brother die in horrible way and I want to know if anyone else has had to deal with this.
In July of 2000, my brother and I (I was 16, he was 18) got jumped by a gang from the shitty part of town. Long story short, my brother ended up getting dragged under a car for about 20-30 yards. I remember as the car ran him over he was going to come out the front missing him. No luck. His shirt must have caught on something under the car and he got dragged. I remember seeing him under the car with blood steaming down his face. He was making unnatural sounds. I grabbed his hand and told him I will see him in the hospital. I said “Ben, You probably just have a broken leg or something.” I tried lifting up the car myself getting nowhere. I really believed he was going to be ok. Seeing him under the car was the worst thing ever in my life. I remember a female officer told me he was not breathing. In my stupor I said,”ok, but you can take him to the hospital and revive him, right? After about 5 times telling me he was not breathing, she finally said something like, “he’s dead”. Worst day of my life ever. That was 20 years ago and I still think about my brother, Ben, every day.

sorry I keep editing, but has anyone witnessed gore of a loved one in front of them and how did you deal with it. We (myself included) joke about it which is fine, but pm me if you have had to see it in real life if it happened to a loved one.

That was traumatising to read, i can't believe you, your brother, and family had to go through it. Devastating.

 

[PxPinkBlue]

Another post just reminded me of this. Unfortunately I had to see my brother die in horrible way and I want to know if anyone else has had to deal with this.
In July of 2000, my brother and I (I was 16, he was 18) got jumped by a gang from the shitty part of town. Long story short, my brother ended up getting dragged under a car for about 20-30 yards. I remember as the car ran him over he was going to come out the front missing him. No luck. His shirt must have caught on something under the car and he got dragged. I remember seeing him under the car with blood steaming down his face. He was making unnatural sounds. I grabbed his hand and told him I will see him in the hospital. I said “Ben, You probably just have a broken leg or something.” I tried lifting up the car myself getting nowhere. I really believed he was going to be ok. Seeing him under the car was the worst thing ever in my life. I remember a female officer told me he was not breathing. In my stupor I said,”ok, but you can take him to the hospital and revive him, right? After about 5 times telling me he was not breathing, she finally said something like, “he’s dead”. Worst day of my life ever. That was 20 years ago and I still think about my brother, Ben, every day.

sorry I keep editing, but has anyone witnessed gore of a loved one in front of them and how did you deal with it. We (myself included) joke about it which is fine, but pm me if you have had to see it in real life if it happened to a loved one.

No one cares dude your brother was weak minded and gay anyway