Like visiting a relative in hospice. You remember what they used to be, how vibrant and alive, and now it hurts to see them so close to death and they're just a shell of what you remember
I tend to mourn the future, because I know all the things I'm not going to be able to do with them ever again, so by the time they end up end of life like that I've already basically already made peace with them going because I lost them years ago.
Like visiting a relative in hospice. You remember what they used to be, how vibrant and alive, and now it hurts to see them so close to death and they're just a shell of what you remember
Accurate and damn that is sad.
I tend to mourn the future, because I know all the things I'm not going to be able to do with them ever again, so by the time they end up end of life like that I've already basically already made peace with them going because I lost them years ago.
Makes sense to me