Anon goes home

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• KombatWombat@lemmy.world ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  This feels like it could be turned into a poem without too much adjustment

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  • exasperation@lemmy.dbzer0.com ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

    Greentext is already a form of poetry

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• derry@midwest.social ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  You can’t go home again. -Thomas Wolfe

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• k0e3@lemmy.ca ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  Just yesterday, I was thinking how after my parents pass — hopefully not for another a decade or two, if I’m lucky — I’m likely the first one in line on the ol’ chopping block because I’m the oldest child of my family. Kinda put shit in perspective, but not really at the same time because our brains are so good at turning a blind eye to our eventual death.

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  • papertowels@mander.xyz ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

    Also, dont overlook the value of healthy habits.

    I’ve seen younger siblings who subsisted on coke and PB&j in their retirement pass before their older ones.

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    • k0e3@lemmy.ca ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

      That’s true. But I’d rather go first because I HATE it when my siblings cut in front of me in line.

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• Aarrodri@lemmy.world ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  😭😭😭

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• EtnaAtsume@lemmy.world ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  In the words of NK Jemisen:

  “Home is what you take with you, not what you leave behind.”

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• UltraGiGaGigantic@lemmy.ml ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  I forget that not every family thrives on each other’s pain and suffering like mine does.

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• steeznson@lemmy.world ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  It definitely happens. Not sure where the turning point is but I’m in my 30s and both my folks are in their 70s; somewhere along the way our interactions shifted slightly where I lean on them less and they lean on my more.

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• spicystraw@lemmy.world ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  This reminds me so much of John Greens writing, check him out if you like some melancholic writing.

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• JackbyDev@programming.dev ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  The last couple of times visiting my grand parents house around the time they were in a nursing home and after they passed away was surreal. The house was rotting as they did. Everything is like I remember, but there’s some mold in things, rotten wooden stairs that broke when I walked in them. The thing that just really upset me was after they passed my uncle moved in and smoked inside so everything smelled like smoke. It was disgusting. I don’t know how he could choose to ruin his childhood home like that. Maybe he’s totally noseblind to it. The shitty thing was that it also technically wasn’t his house at the time. They’ve all sorted it out now but he just sort of moved in without really getting permission from his siblings.

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• Sunsofold@lemmings.world ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

  The most pernicious self-deception is that things are as they appear to be. The second is that they should be.

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  • Jimmycrackcrack@lemmy.ml ⁨1⁩ ⁨month⁩ ago

    This sounds pithy and interesting but I’m not quite sure I can decipher it.

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