Some have rightly said that friendship is the most unique relationship in the world. A friend has a leadership position in your life. When his presence illuminates your life, his absence certainly casts the shadows of the terrible darkness. The separation of a loving and better friend leaves a deep scar on the heart and mind that constantly hurts.
I don't recollect precisely how long I whined about the appalling demise of my closest companion, who passed on of cardiovascular breakdown. His demise left a spot in my life and, despite my earnest attempts to defeat this misfortune, I fizzled. I would consistently be ensnared in an inconceivable torment that drove my heart to its compelling control.
My life was secured by thick billows of despairing. It was so strange that I gave up all these activities that reminded me of him. I stopped playing football the way he liked it, and we played together. I threw all the COM that were his favorites and closed their photo albums in my drawer forever. I even refrained from accepting my condolences, and every time a family member or other friends tried to talk about it, I avoided this discussion and considered ways to escape this situation. Don't you think it's strange to avoid your best friend's memories? Yes, yes, but that was the reality. I couldn't tell if I was in shock or trying to get over my pain, but one thing was obvious that I was lost. Lost in the trauma that overwhelmed my senses and made me so paralyzed to understand and perceive my mood.
My restless soul needed redemption. I wanted to cry with all my heart, but to no ava all. I was unable to have requested a superior encounter. I don't remember how long the fog of this sad accident grabbed my life and clouded my vision, but soon I began to feel that my survival was in ruins.
And then my uncle came from his trip abroad. His arrival proved to be more blessed. He understood the seriousness of the situation and then, like the agitation of a magic wand, pulled me out of this agitation.
He showed me a new way to live happily with my friend's memories. He showed me how to deal with this loss without losing the stability of my heart and mind. I would like to share this with you because it can be useful for anyone who has had the same terrible experience.
The first step in dealing with the pain of losing your best friend is to accept the reality that no longer exists in this world. Although this acceptance is sometimes quite challenging, annoying, and irritating once you go through it, then the journey becomes smooth. You decide that your friend's life was God's sacred trust and that He took it in His blessings. This awareness will greatly reduce your pain. It will increase your resilience.
Another option is to stop fleeing from their memories instead of letting them into the door of your heart and staying there forever. However, this stay should be pleasant. Do not be tormented by these memories, they should become a source of joy for you. Think of the good times you had together, think of your favorite books, music, and movies. Watch these movies and don't listen to this music with a heavy heart, but try to celebrate the good times you've spent in each other's company. Put your photo on the drop table and often look at your photo albums to appreciate your sweet memories.
Finally, but not least, he shares his memories with others. Talk about him as much as you can. Believe me, it won't hurt and keep you relaxed. You will have peace and memories that your best friend will live with you forever. Surprisingly, the things that once stung you will now touch your heart and soul.
I remember that my best friend and his memories encourage me, they don't chase me anymore.
