Today’s the day. I have nowhere to talk about this so I guess /b/ is the place to be. My mom passed on this day a year ago. It took forever but my pop is getting rid of all her stuff today. I don’t want to be here for it, but I have to. It’s like throwing away a person. It’s going to be me and my brothers and sister. It’s so strange. I can’t imagine the toll this is taking on my father. He’s 80, he hasn’t gotten over it. Hell, none of us has. It’s just a messed up situation. All of her stuff is going to good will. I guess this is a situation everyone has to go through at some point. Well, whatever, I have no one to actually talk to or vent about this(gotta be stoic, be strong for everyone else, even if I feel weak) so that’s why I’m making this /b/ post. Sorry for shitting up the board

Good luck I have to do this with my mothers stuff at some point and it’s hard

It will get better over time

>>936956254 (OP)
You can't tie a person to material, hang onto a keepsake but get rid of the rest, cluttering your life with memories of them is not how they would want to be remembered. I buried both my stepfather and my biological father in my early 20s about a year or so apart, both where good people (my mom is not however) and it sucked pretty bad, but I held onto a few knick snacks and think back occasionally about it but knowing them I can just hear "shut the fuck up and move on"....dunno if that helps or even makes sense, you'll be alright OP, let it go.

>>936956490
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>>936956490
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>>936956538
Deserved. Well played.

>>936956254 (OP)
you know, mr peterson says that the trial of a man is to be the reliable one in those situations. Be a man, do whatever it needs to be done, push your feelings back until it's done and once it is done, then you get to crash down, it's hard but that will make you the man of the house

I kept my dad's stuff around me, like a museum, for about a year and a half. A buddy of mine finally took me out to a bar one night and told me I was "only postponing the inevitable" by not throwing all his old stuff away. That keeping all my dad's shit was just my way of not letting him go. I kept thinking he would show up one afternoon and tell me to stop using his favorite drill motor or some other tool.
But they don't come back. And you can't keep them.
So you gotta let them go, and let their stuff go too.
I kept two stupid things that my dad had that I will occasionally see on the shelf and I'll quietly smile thinking about him, but it's been 27 years now, and not a day goes by that I don't think of him at least once.
But life moves on, and one day it'll be my son's turn to throw my shit out too.

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>>936956254 (OP)
Keep a few non cumbersome trinkets/relics to remember her by