I am 32. I was a dad. I was a husband. My wife was 30. My daughter was 4, almost 5.
In November we went somewhere, I don’t remember where, it doesn’t matter. We got hit by a drunk driver. My wife was killed instantly, so at least she didn’t suffer.
My daughter wasn’t as lucky. She was put into ICU. Broken neck and ribs, collapsed lung, internal bleeding. I only
My daughter held out until January, but hadn’t gotten better. They said it’d just be better to let her go. Plus there were so many patients that needed tending to, so…I watched as they pulled the plug.
I feel like a useless person. I feel like a failure of a father, watching his daughter die. I know there wasn’t anything I could do, that her struggle wasn’t getting her anywhere.
Even now in April, I’m just not ready to talk about it. Why was I fine but they weren’t? Why did God decide to forsake me, alone? Why did I have to lose my only family?
Netizens’ comments
- Man. Wish I could I could give you a hug and say it’s not your fault. Sending lots of bro hugs down your way.
- Survivor guilt is a very common occurrence, I am heartbroken for you, no parent should have to go through the death of a child. I would respectfully suggest grief counseling, you may find tools there that can help you through the process.
- You were a great dad, you were there with her. Sometimes that’s all we can ask of each other.
You feel guilty, that means you cared.
It’s gut-wrenching, there is nothing that will change it.
Please get someone to talk to, a therapist, it will help you find a way to get through things. They wouldn’t want you to lose your life or your way in life because of some drunk driver.
Get help, move your life forward, you’ll never move on, their memories will always be there, make it the good ones, share their story.