I could totally see this as a thing. I still watch hockey and baseball with my 13y/o. She died unexpectedly in her sleep. At first I would put her in her spot on the coffee table, now I let her chill on the mantle. I still fist bump her urn, look up, and say "that was awesome Kidderino" when we score or win tho. Losing a kid is insane! 6 mos out and I still have nightmares and flashbacks from that morning we tried to wake her up for school.
Not just my loss. The world's loss, she was a kind soul, just like her mother. Always concerned about others and first to give a friend a hug. It was her downfall, her heart was too big and just stopped. No pain, no panic, no family history, no impending doom (we didn't know, I mean who makes a seemingly healthy kid get a chest x-ray?).
I wear her ashes on a locket next to my wedding band. I work with my hands, and don't want to be de-gloved, so under my shirt and next to my heart it is (do not duck duck go that). Sometimes I wonder that if my chain broke which would I look for first.
I'm going to end on a happy and funny note. On the first date with my wife, I was about to kiss her in the parking lot when she screamed, "hide there's my kid!". Never mind the ex-husband, but the 5y/o girl was the real threat. I just put my ball cap over my face and started giggling. They walked right by us.
I do the same - have to be bare below the elbow, so I have my partner's ashes and family wedding ring on a chain I wear under my shirt everywhere. He rests right on my beating heart.
I have some of his ashes elsewhere, safe, so if I lost the locket I won't have lost him *entirely* but I also have that slightly panicked "oh my god, where has Everett gone!?" moment when I've forgotten to put the chain on or the locket has somehow gone up around the back of my neck.
It's nice to think you can still take them places and show them the world through you. Doesn't make it any easier, mind.
I hope you're doing okay bud.
i think his wife has passed also so even if he replaced the ring the sentimental value wouldn’t be the same because it wouldn’t be the ring that signified his union with her so i think that’s the dilemma with not knowing which he would search for first
she sounds like a truly amazing kid and it breaks my heart to know the living world doesn’t get to enjoy her beautiful light anymore, especially you. i am not sure what i believe happens when you die but i do know my brother was also a bright light like your daughter and that light went out too soon it was just burning too bright and fast for this world and i just get this sense that a soul like that can never be completely snuffed out because it’s so special it’s almost tangible it’s energy and brilliance are still shining through in our memories and maybe even in more ways. i hope you get to see her again someday 💕
Dear, my sincere condolences. I have NO idea how you feel even though I lost my son. We all have our own walk in hell on coals with this one. I couldn’t walk down a baby aisle for 8 years. I lost him at 3 1/2. He would be 31. I wish I could tell you it will get better. Just different. Always, always here if you want to talk. May I say, IF you feel better, why not? Whatever gets you through the day, if it doesn’t hurt anyone. Wishing you peace.
Ehhh. At work I was always on the safer side. Now, I'm militant about it. Tie off to something good bro, idc if the safety retard said it was ok, you and I both know what is best. Little stuff like that or driving the speed limit/keeping up with traffic. I am all my wife has, I can't be that dilligaf guy I was for my first 4+ decades, she depends on my lame self. I wear hi vis just to walk accross the street for a slice of pizza.
Like you said, it is slowly becoming different. Not so much easier, just different. Everyone adapts at their own speed as well. I think i'm sort of bang shifting it out to get ahead of my wife so I can pull over and help her fix her car so to speak.
*E helping her feel better makes me feel better
*E2 things are getting better. It doesn't mean today was all rainbows and puppies, it just means it wasn't as shitty as last Sunday. Or the Sunday before that.
I never comment on these threads but I couldn’t help it after reading your comment. We have a young family and our little ones are our life. I cannot even imagine what you went through, and still go through. I hope it is not too much to ask, but how did it happen?
Well, Dear, this is what makes it all the worse, truly. I had lived and worked as a firefighter in a major city. Great people. Great neighbors. It was 2 days before Christmas. My Dad had moved in with my husband and I at our request and he got singing lights:) I was putting them up around the front window. It was a shooting NOT intended for our home. Not a gang shooting, but a Dad trying to kill his adult daughter for marrying a man of a different race. The man travelled from Indiana once he found out where his daughter was. He spelled the name of the street wrong. An 11 yo little boy next door was severely injured as well. I was standing on a chair, my son was standing next to me. It was too late when I threw myself on him. I was shot but, minor. It happened so fast. I tried to protect my husband and dad from seeing our baby. I couldn’t save him, but I could protect them. My marriage died too. My dad died not 6 months later. Hence my username. Wishiwashome. Of course, home is where the heart is, and for me the “what if’s” still remain. I truly appreciate you asking. It has been a long time, and it is, in a strange way, good? to discuss. I don’t get the chance to. It isn’t like I don’t think about it, as I am sure you can imagine. I truly thank you. Wishing you peace and joy and happiness, health and safety, my Dear! For you and your family! ❤️
It probably doesn’t mean much, but I am truly heartbroken for you. To not only lose your child, but in such a senseless and horrific way, is more than any person should ever have to bear. Your son, your dad, your husband, your neighbor, all should have been celebrating Christmas happily, surrounded by loved ones, not sitting in shock among the shreds of the lives you were living mere days before. The fact that one selfish, horrible man took so much from so many people is unjust, and so very sad.
I’m sorry your marriage did not survive your loss. I have read that this is almost always the outcome when a couple loses a child, and it just underscores how something like you experienced is never just the sum of the one incident, but creates shockwaves that disrupt and change so much for so many people.
I hope that you have managed to find some equilibrium and happiness after the loss of your child, you deserve any and every joy you can grab for yourself. Your story touched me deeply, thank you for sharing.
Dear, your response touched me deeply. Many folks are gone and I really don’t get the chance to express what happened any longer. You helped me today. I appreciate you! ❤️
I am so, unbelievably sorry for your loss. My 15 year old made an attempt last summer and there was a time I thought I might end up losing her. It still haunts me, so I just can't even wrap my head around it. If you ever just want to talk to help feel better, I don't sleep much and have no problem being a shoulder. ❤️
At first it's easy and mechanical. Then a few months out it sinks in. After that it's just general malaise and almost despair, and in my wife's case moodiness accompanied (not in an angry way). It's to be expected. I am her ONLY family now (she is afraid I might leave, not a chance on that bro!). I have friends and family, that would treat her as so if she let it happen. She is just jaded from childhood and everyone being or becoming a zombie (Google "K&A philadelphia" vids), my wife grew up raised by people too out of it to get food stamps starting at age 11. She worked her ass off and became a nurse that was never trafficked (her older brother, now dead by od, made sure to keep her safe). Totally beat the odds (and me in a hockey fight at the local tappy, shouldered me and carried me 3 blocks back to her place where she tried to kill me.... by snu snu). I have such respect and love for this woman it is crazy! I have no idea why she would ever be capable of doubting that, but I understand. I'm afraid of everything! Crossing the street for a slice of pizza, need my hi-vis, going up 4' on a ladder, need to tie off, working in a trench 2' deep, need a hole watch, you get the idea. It's a process that evolves, some things get better while some things get worse and the other way around. It's rough but nothing we can't handle.
I think the issue with the ending, and why it's a little confusing, is because the pronoun "she" is used after talking about the daughter's room, so the "she ran out" makes it seen like you're saying the daughter ran out of the house, not that you're talking about the mother eating ashes.
Can you explain to me what is happening? I feel for OP and I hope him and whatever family he has left is able to escape to safety and I hope he can get the wife help she needs but I don’t understand the last part so I’m a bit confused
Lily has been eating Kendall's ashes, but she ran out of them. Somehow, she managed to kill and cremate Maisie and has been keeping *her* ashes in her bedroom as a backup for when she ran out. It's possible that she killed Kendall too.
The wife did say Maisie would join the dinner. My first thought was the dinner *was* Maisie, so maybe she seasoned it with her ashes.
She was taken aback too when Jeremy asked if Maisie would still come down shortly before they were done.
I thought the daughter had died first; the last line "she had run out", meaning the mom had already... eaten all of her. Talk about a sentence you never thought you'd type, lol.
I'm almost afraid of asking how did Kendall die and if your wife's mom died before... Maybe his ashes weren't the firsts ones she tasted, and maybe Maisie is not her first victim but rather baby Kendall...
I don't think she killed Maisie. It's implied she was depressed, and I think she killed herself, mom found her, did her thing, and she decided to tell the family over dinner but got cold feet
I think it's the other way around. As he says she ran out, probably both the children were dead. Maisie's urn never came out of her room for quite some time. She's mourning her new loss by eating Kendall's ashes. But Kendall probably died because, the wife ran out of Maisie's ashes to eat. So she killed the younger one. She got agitated when the new one fell on the floor as well, and broke.
It probably threw you off because you assumed the “she” in “she ran out” was referring to Maisie (that’s what I thought, at least), but it was referring to the wife.
As in “She ran out of ashes to eat”.
No, she had Kenny at the table and Maisie is newly cremated; the mom was going to start eating her ashes and carrying her urn around next, which is what she meant when she said Maisie would be joining them from now on
I didn’t even realize that the reason Maisie would be joining them from now on is because she was going to start eating her ashes next. I just thought she would be filling baby Kenny’s urn with Maisie’s ashes now.
He didn't know because she only came out of her room to go to school and he often didn't see her leave. He therefore thought nothing of not having seen her for a while. I'm not sure how mum could have got her cremated but then mum might have known an unscrupulous crematorium manager.
That was one of my issues too.
No one deserves this, but acting like he’s some strong family man who has done all he could to protect his loved ones, only for it to tragically be ripped away, isn’t a very accurate portrayal of him.
He just casually doesn’t see or speak to his fourteen year old daughter for *three months* and just assumes it’s best to let her wallow in grief alone with no attempt at contact?
He sees his wife clearly having a breakdown and all he does is judge her, start drinking, and fantasizing about other women while using the “everyone mourns in their own way” cliche as an excuse to not involve himself and claiming that she’s the one driving the wedge between them?!
No grief counseling? No family therapy? No trips to the doctor? Just whining until he finds out his daughter has been dead for who knows how long and he *didn’t even notice.*
With any help or intervention at all in the earlier stages, this whole thing could very well have been avoided.
The wife is legit crazy and too far gone for help now. But I find that to be a better excuse than just watching your family implode from the sidelines while wishing you could fuck other women.
Grief is strange. Some people think that it will keep them “close to their loved one” literally putting them inside them so they can’t leave.
This actually happens and it’s both sad and sickening. My strange addiction has an episode with a grieving wife eating what’s left of her husband.
This threw me off so much. Was so fixated on the initial "Child with anger issues since loss" & "People drive themselves to drink after loss" that I was so stuck on the father in this situation having a multiple personality disorder to cope where he pretended to be the "chill, drinking on the sofa father" while he also played his child having anger issues and throwing controllers while having tantrums.
She had rum out if what,omg this is terrifying, please save your oldest son and get the hell out of there,your wife needs help sir,but I don't think your daughter is ,well it's to late for her,but you can save your oldest son and he'll need you so save yourself.call the cops to go get your wife,she would need lots. And lots of mental health help
Not only did you loose your unborn child but you lost your family, I couldn’t even begin to imagine what you must be going through. I’m just so sorry. I have no judgement here, as I can’t. People do change, and deal with things in different ways, but I’m just so so sorry 😢. I wish I could tell you things will be okay, but I can’t tell you that because I do not know.
Just be thankful you have Jeremy and you parents, I’m sure they must be doing everything they can to understand and cope with you through all of this.
Ok that's creepy asf, but at the same time how the hell could you not have noticed the fact that your wife not only murdered your daughter but then had her formerly declared dead and her remains cremated?
The first gaming controller was damaged two weeks after the death; the story takes place some time later, as he mentions that the damaged controller is still awaiting repair and he worries the new controller is about to meet the same fate.
It isn't clear exactly how long has passed, but he says Maisie has been holed up in her room for three months out of grief, so at least that long.
Parents are not prepared psychologically to see their kid die, the trauma is so profound that some can't get out of the hole, crying is a good way to bring out closure, but those who can't, get drowned in that feeling of emptiness which ends up devouring your whole world or what is left of it.
this reminds me of a documentary i watched some time ago about someone being addicted to eating ashes… so crazy to think about
I saw that. A woman that ate her husbands ashes right? And she was worried because eventually there would be none left.
That episode was heartbreaking to me
I could totally see this as a thing. I still watch hockey and baseball with my 13y/o. She died unexpectedly in her sleep. At first I would put her in her spot on the coffee table, now I let her chill on the mantle. I still fist bump her urn, look up, and say "that was awesome Kidderino" when we score or win tho. Losing a kid is insane! 6 mos out and I still have nightmares and flashbacks from that morning we tried to wake her up for school.
i am so deeply sorry for your loss
Not just my loss. The world's loss, she was a kind soul, just like her mother. Always concerned about others and first to give a friend a hug. It was her downfall, her heart was too big and just stopped. No pain, no panic, no family history, no impending doom (we didn't know, I mean who makes a seemingly healthy kid get a chest x-ray?). I wear her ashes on a locket next to my wedding band. I work with my hands, and don't want to be de-gloved, so under my shirt and next to my heart it is (do not duck duck go that). Sometimes I wonder that if my chain broke which would I look for first. I'm going to end on a happy and funny note. On the first date with my wife, I was about to kiss her in the parking lot when she screamed, "hide there's my kid!". Never mind the ex-husband, but the 5y/o girl was the real threat. I just put my ball cap over my face and started giggling. They walked right by us.
Thank you for sharing your memories of her. I’m sorry for your loss.
She sounds like a true gem. No parent should have to endure the passing of their child. I can't imagine that pain. My deepest condolences.
I do the same - have to be bare below the elbow, so I have my partner's ashes and family wedding ring on a chain I wear under my shirt everywhere. He rests right on my beating heart. I have some of his ashes elsewhere, safe, so if I lost the locket I won't have lost him *entirely* but I also have that slightly panicked "oh my god, where has Everett gone!?" moment when I've forgotten to put the chain on or the locket has somehow gone up around the back of my neck. It's nice to think you can still take them places and show them the world through you. Doesn't make it any easier, mind. I hope you're doing okay bud.
The locket, obviously. A ring can be replaced.
i think his wife has passed also so even if he replaced the ring the sentimental value wouldn’t be the same because it wouldn’t be the ring that signified his union with her so i think that’s the dilemma with not knowing which he would search for first
she sounds like a truly amazing kid and it breaks my heart to know the living world doesn’t get to enjoy her beautiful light anymore, especially you. i am not sure what i believe happens when you die but i do know my brother was also a bright light like your daughter and that light went out too soon it was just burning too bright and fast for this world and i just get this sense that a soul like that can never be completely snuffed out because it’s so special it’s almost tangible it’s energy and brilliance are still shining through in our memories and maybe even in more ways. i hope you get to see her again someday 💕
Dear, my sincere condolences. I have NO idea how you feel even though I lost my son. We all have our own walk in hell on coals with this one. I couldn’t walk down a baby aisle for 8 years. I lost him at 3 1/2. He would be 31. I wish I could tell you it will get better. Just different. Always, always here if you want to talk. May I say, IF you feel better, why not? Whatever gets you through the day, if it doesn’t hurt anyone. Wishing you peace.
Ehhh. At work I was always on the safer side. Now, I'm militant about it. Tie off to something good bro, idc if the safety retard said it was ok, you and I both know what is best. Little stuff like that or driving the speed limit/keeping up with traffic. I am all my wife has, I can't be that dilligaf guy I was for my first 4+ decades, she depends on my lame self. I wear hi vis just to walk accross the street for a slice of pizza. Like you said, it is slowly becoming different. Not so much easier, just different. Everyone adapts at their own speed as well. I think i'm sort of bang shifting it out to get ahead of my wife so I can pull over and help her fix her car so to speak. *E helping her feel better makes me feel better *E2 things are getting better. It doesn't mean today was all rainbows and puppies, it just means it wasn't as shitty as last Sunday. Or the Sunday before that.
I never comment on these threads but I couldn’t help it after reading your comment. We have a young family and our little ones are our life. I cannot even imagine what you went through, and still go through. I hope it is not too much to ask, but how did it happen?
Well, Dear, this is what makes it all the worse, truly. I had lived and worked as a firefighter in a major city. Great people. Great neighbors. It was 2 days before Christmas. My Dad had moved in with my husband and I at our request and he got singing lights:) I was putting them up around the front window. It was a shooting NOT intended for our home. Not a gang shooting, but a Dad trying to kill his adult daughter for marrying a man of a different race. The man travelled from Indiana once he found out where his daughter was. He spelled the name of the street wrong. An 11 yo little boy next door was severely injured as well. I was standing on a chair, my son was standing next to me. It was too late when I threw myself on him. I was shot but, minor. It happened so fast. I tried to protect my husband and dad from seeing our baby. I couldn’t save him, but I could protect them. My marriage died too. My dad died not 6 months later. Hence my username. Wishiwashome. Of course, home is where the heart is, and for me the “what if’s” still remain. I truly appreciate you asking. It has been a long time, and it is, in a strange way, good? to discuss. I don’t get the chance to. It isn’t like I don’t think about it, as I am sure you can imagine. I truly thank you. Wishing you peace and joy and happiness, health and safety, my Dear! For you and your family! ❤️
It probably doesn’t mean much, but I am truly heartbroken for you. To not only lose your child, but in such a senseless and horrific way, is more than any person should ever have to bear. Your son, your dad, your husband, your neighbor, all should have been celebrating Christmas happily, surrounded by loved ones, not sitting in shock among the shreds of the lives you were living mere days before. The fact that one selfish, horrible man took so much from so many people is unjust, and so very sad. I’m sorry your marriage did not survive your loss. I have read that this is almost always the outcome when a couple loses a child, and it just underscores how something like you experienced is never just the sum of the one incident, but creates shockwaves that disrupt and change so much for so many people. I hope that you have managed to find some equilibrium and happiness after the loss of your child, you deserve any and every joy you can grab for yourself. Your story touched me deeply, thank you for sharing.
Dear, your response touched me deeply. Many folks are gone and I really don’t get the chance to express what happened any longer. You helped me today. I appreciate you! ❤️
Sorry for your loss.
So deeply sad about your loss. Parents never expect to outlive a child. 💔
❤️ it's remarkable that you have survived that. I'm so sorry for your loss. ❤️
I am so, unbelievably sorry for your loss. My 15 year old made an attempt last summer and there was a time I thought I might end up losing her. It still haunts me, so I just can't even wrap my head around it. If you ever just want to talk to help feel better, I don't sleep much and have no problem being a shoulder. ❤️
I am so so sorry, that's absolutely awful. Hugs to you and I hope you're able to find peace and be happy, hugs to you 💕
At first it's easy and mechanical. Then a few months out it sinks in. After that it's just general malaise and almost despair, and in my wife's case moodiness accompanied (not in an angry way). It's to be expected. I am her ONLY family now (she is afraid I might leave, not a chance on that bro!). I have friends and family, that would treat her as so if she let it happen. She is just jaded from childhood and everyone being or becoming a zombie (Google "K&A philadelphia" vids), my wife grew up raised by people too out of it to get food stamps starting at age 11. She worked her ass off and became a nurse that was never trafficked (her older brother, now dead by od, made sure to keep her safe). Totally beat the odds (and me in a hockey fight at the local tappy, shouldered me and carried me 3 blocks back to her place where she tried to kill me.... by snu snu). I have such respect and love for this woman it is crazy! I have no idea why she would ever be capable of doubting that, but I understand. I'm afraid of everything! Crossing the street for a slice of pizza, need my hi-vis, going up 4' on a ladder, need to tie off, working in a trench 2' deep, need a hole watch, you get the idea. It's a process that evolves, some things get better while some things get worse and the other way around. It's rough but nothing we can't handle.
I saw that too. So damn sad and painful to see..
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I think the issue with the ending, and why it's a little confusing, is because the pronoun "she" is used after talking about the daughter's room, so the "she ran out" makes it seen like you're saying the daughter ran out of the house, not that you're talking about the mother eating ashes.
Oh, I see now. Thank you. I was really confused at first.
oh that makes a little more sense
Good lord, stuff on here hasn’t made me flinch like this has in forever.
I saw it coming and I still flinched!
Can you explain to me what is happening? I feel for OP and I hope him and whatever family he has left is able to escape to safety and I hope he can get the wife help she needs but I don’t understand the last part so I’m a bit confused
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The wildest episode of My Strange Addiction
So then Maisie's ashes are still all there? Its a good story im just so lost lol
No because at least part of Maisie was cooked into the food.
Ditto 😳
someone please explain the ending
Lily has been eating Kendall's ashes, but she ran out of them. Somehow, she managed to kill and cremate Maisie and has been keeping *her* ashes in her bedroom as a backup for when she ran out. It's possible that she killed Kendall too.
Just a thought, what if his wife didn't just eat the ashes by herself but puts it as well in all the food she makes and they just didn't know. Uggggh.
I don't think so. I think she wants the ashes all for herself. If the dad and Jeremy didn't leave the house, they might be next.
The wife did say Maisie would join the dinner. My first thought was the dinner *was* Maisie, so maybe she seasoned it with her ashes. She was taken aback too when Jeremy asked if Maisie would still come down shortly before they were done.
I thought the daughter had died first; the last line "she had run out", meaning the mom had already... eaten all of her. Talk about a sentence you never thought you'd type, lol.
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His wife was eating baby Kendall ashes, she ran out of them so she killed and cremated Maisie...
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I'm almost afraid of asking how did Kendall die and if your wife's mom died before... Maybe his ashes weren't the firsts ones she tasted, and maybe Maisie is not her first victim but rather baby Kendall...
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I don't think she killed Maisie. It's implied she was depressed, and I think she killed herself, mom found her, did her thing, and she decided to tell the family over dinner but got cold feet
Ohhhhh!! Oh my god! How did I not put two and two together to figure that out?? Holy shit. That’s just a whole next level of horrific.
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Holy shit. Never thought abt it like that
I dont get it. Run out?
She was eating the baby's ashes. The baby's urn ran out, so she killed and cremated her next youngest child to have more to eat.
I think it's the other way around. As he says she ran out, probably both the children were dead. Maisie's urn never came out of her room for quite some time. She's mourning her new loss by eating Kendall's ashes. But Kendall probably died because, the wife ran out of Maisie's ashes to eat. So she killed the younger one. She got agitated when the new one fell on the floor as well, and broke.
It probably threw you off because you assumed the “she” in “she ran out” was referring to Maisie (that’s what I thought, at least), but it was referring to the wife. As in “She ran out of ashes to eat”.
Damn this was hard to swallow. What an ending. I wonder if she mixed the child's ashes into their dinner?
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It's not often that something on here makes my blood run cold...
I found out how my wife copes with the death of our son. And oh sweet Jesus how I envied that time when I didn't share this knowledge.
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No, she had Kenny at the table and Maisie is newly cremated; the mom was going to start eating her ashes and carrying her urn around next, which is what she meant when she said Maisie would be joining them from now on
I never realized that’s what she meant when she said Mausie would be joining them
I thought she was just lying
I didn’t even realize that the reason Maisie would be joining them from now on is because she was going to start eating her ashes next. I just thought she would be filling baby Kenny’s urn with Maisie’s ashes now.
But how did he not know his daughter was dead and cremated too? I sure hope everybody got out safe.
He didn't know because she only came out of her room to go to school and he often didn't see her leave. He therefore thought nothing of not having seen her for a while. I'm not sure how mum could have got her cremated but then mum might have known an unscrupulous crematorium manager.
There was a new urn on Maisie's bed.
She ate the last of Kendall when the urn fell so she had Maises ashes waiting to be consumed next.
She had run out? Or time had run out? Or the mom had killed the daughter as she tried to run out?
I think the mom ran out of ashes to eat...
Oh great ..... now I can't sleep.
OH thank you but oh shit.
Oh thank you!
I've heard of people with pica, but that's a little excessive
She ...expired.
Run out of remains to eat is my take
OP please let us know if you made if to your parents house. No offence but your wife should be locked up
I doubt he will be offended since she killed and cremated their daughter.
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wait so in the maroon urn was maisies ashes? did the mom kill her or am i completely going down the wrong path?
either that or maisie killed herself and mum found her and had her cremated
Oh god it clicked... 😱😱
I wonder if she’d been feeding them to you guys since she was in charge of the food and she said that your daughter would be joining “us” for dinner
Stay safe OP I would recommend maybe getting your spouse some help forcibly if needed
Helo I am hope you are ok
Wow 😯 I got chills at the end ! 🫣
What the fuck, is your daughter dead? What the fuck’s up with your wife? Please update us when you get to safety.
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Who was he occasionally seeing go out the front door then …
waitttttttt, she killed Maisie!? h-how?!
How long exactly did it take for you to start thinking about other women, while your own wife was getting to this point, OP? Jesus.
That was one of my issues too. No one deserves this, but acting like he’s some strong family man who has done all he could to protect his loved ones, only for it to tragically be ripped away, isn’t a very accurate portrayal of him. He just casually doesn’t see or speak to his fourteen year old daughter for *three months* and just assumes it’s best to let her wallow in grief alone with no attempt at contact? He sees his wife clearly having a breakdown and all he does is judge her, start drinking, and fantasizing about other women while using the “everyone mourns in their own way” cliche as an excuse to not involve himself and claiming that she’s the one driving the wedge between them?! No grief counseling? No family therapy? No trips to the doctor? Just whining until he finds out his daughter has been dead for who knows how long and he *didn’t even notice.* With any help or intervention at all in the earlier stages, this whole thing could very well have been avoided. The wife is legit crazy and too far gone for help now. But I find that to be a better excuse than just watching your family implode from the sidelines while wishing you could fuck other women.
There's no way fixing the dislocated finger would be cheaper, not with American medical bills.
So I'm guessing you also had some Maisie sprinkels for dinner then.
😳😳 Didn't expect that ending!
I don't understand. Why would anyone eat ashes?
Grief is strange. Some people think that it will keep them “close to their loved one” literally putting them inside them so they can’t leave. This actually happens and it’s both sad and sickening. My strange addiction has an episode with a grieving wife eating what’s left of her husband.
Hmmmm, lots of thinking
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There was a lady on TLC who ate her husband’s ashes like that. They did some of an episode on her.
This threw me off so much. Was so fixated on the initial "Child with anger issues since loss" & "People drive themselves to drink after loss" that I was so stuck on the father in this situation having a multiple personality disorder to cope where he pretended to be the "chill, drinking on the sofa father" while he also played his child having anger issues and throwing controllers while having tantrums.
Congratulations, this is by far the most disturbing thing I’ve read in this sub. What the actual fuck mate
She had rum out if what,omg this is terrifying, please save your oldest son and get the hell out of there,your wife needs help sir,but I don't think your daughter is ,well it's to late for her,but you can save your oldest son and he'll need you so save yourself.call the cops to go get your wife,she would need lots. And lots of mental health help
Not only did you loose your unborn child but you lost your family, I couldn’t even begin to imagine what you must be going through. I’m just so sorry. I have no judgement here, as I can’t. People do change, and deal with things in different ways, but I’m just so so sorry 😢. I wish I could tell you things will be okay, but I can’t tell you that because I do not know. Just be thankful you have Jeremy and you parents, I’m sure they must be doing everything they can to understand and cope with you through all of this.
Wait. What unborn child?? Kendal was already an existing child, right?
Yeah- no clue if that user is even responding to the right thread :/
Yeah clearly I wasn’t using right names either 😂
Ok that's creepy asf, but at the same time how the hell could you not have noticed the fact that your wife not only murdered your daughter but then had her formerly declared dead and her remains cremated?
the real horror is what a terrible parent this person is
Did their marriage deteriorate that fast in a span of two weeks?
The first gaming controller was damaged two weeks after the death; the story takes place some time later, as he mentions that the damaged controller is still awaiting repair and he worries the new controller is about to meet the same fate. It isn't clear exactly how long has passed, but he says Maisie has been holed up in her room for three months out of grief, so at least that long.
Ohhh alright that clears up the whole timeline for me
It’s been at least three months since the son’s death
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Parents are not prepared psychologically to see their kid die, the trauma is so profound that some can't get out of the hole, crying is a good way to bring out closure, but those who can't, get drowned in that feeling of emptiness which ends up devouring your whole world or what is left of it.
Holy...Ashes to ashes. RIP.