[MrLemon]

Very hard to read your Eulogy.

Your sister got cheated our of her life. Fucking cheated.

[Alpone]

I cried like a little bitch reading that eulogy.

[Mrredsquare]

That was a tough read but so heartfelt and honest. Once again my condolences and R.I.P.

[DJ Horton]

Man, that was really hard to read. I can't imagine everything you went through.

And it's even more sad to me because it seems like such a common scenario a lot of people go through. You write so well in that 'everyman' way. I only hope I could hold myself up if I was put in a similar situation.

I have been following your work for years now and I hope you're aware of the tremendously positive influence you've had on the world. I met my wife through daygaming at the local library and we have an 8 month old daughter now. We really enjoy listening to the Roosh Hours while our baby girl is crawling and playing on the ground.

I pray God continue to bless you and give you peace.

[No More Mr. Soy Boy]

I admit I shed a few tears as well, must be about a year since last time. It was touching to say the least.

The level of unfairness that exists in the world is what I found hardest to accept with the human experience. So many fantastic and just absolutely brilliant human beings that can just spread so much value and love and who can get so fucked over by life meanwhile there are selfish, evil, corrupt and shitty people who can live lives of huge wealth. It angers me.

But I feel obligated to honor your sister and people like her to take this as a wake-up call to stop seeking the attention and validation of people that actually don't give that much of a fuck about me (or anyone but themselves). Instead, I need to start giving more love to those who have always been there and been loyal to me and to the good strangers that are out there. The world is in desperate need of more people like that.

Same with girls too. I have years of experience of chasing pretty entitled and flakey NPC sluts from Tinder/night clubs while I'm pretty clueless how I'd go about a real traditional girl. Need a change in priorities there too.

[Rorogue]

I saw a few posts here saying 'I cried'
and I thought before reading it "It's the first thing in the morning- I'm half asleep and I haven't had a coffee. I wonder if I will have tears"

And I did.

Beautiful and extremely sad- from someone who also has a younger sister.

[fokm]

(03-25-2019 01:07 PM)Roosh Wrote:  

They knew. Even the nurses knew. I talked to two of them after she died and they told me when they knew she would die, which was way before we knew.

I read your eulogy post this morning and without coming here and seeing this, thought about how fortunate I was that an hour or two before my dad passed away, one of the nurses told me that he wasn't going to make it through the day.

I just read "Principles" by Ray Dalio. He went through a cancer scare and went and got two other opinions about his situations and options. He then had each doctor call the other and he listened to them each talk about why they had interpreted the data in the way they had. This advice is something everyone should do, whether they can afford it or not. It's literally life or death, and if it's life, you want your quality of life to be as high as it can be.

[Prufrock]

(03-25-2019 06:37 PM)Rorogue Wrote:  

I saw a few posts here saying 'I cried'
and I thought before reading it "It's the first thing in the morning- I'm half asleep and I haven't had a coffee. I wonder if I will have tears"

And I did.

Beautiful and extremely sad- from someone who also has a younger sister.

Agreed. I was reading it at work and I had to stop because I was full-on crying...

Roosh, I pray that some of the people that are waiting to celebrate your death will take a moment to read your eulogy. Perhaps it will give them an opportunity for self-reflection. Even it is only for a moment, I like to think it will stay with them.

[Leonard D Neubache]

Thankyou for sharing what is at once a deeply reaching personal account and a hard reality check for everyone that reads it.

[polar]

This was one of the most powerful and emotionally moving essays I have ever read.

My sincere condolences.

[Atom89]

I'm very sorry for your loss Roosh, my condolences.

[Handsome Creepy Eel]

That was heartbreaking to even read, let alone to experience. I'm so sorry that happened to your sister. Like others said before, these things are really a wake up call for everyone to treasure their loved ones while they still have them...

[scorpion]

That was very raw, Roosh. I hope you are doing well one year on from her death. Reading the eulogy got me thinking about death in general and how badly we handle it. The modern West has a very poor relationship with death. We spend our lives in a state of such ease and material super-abundance that death feels very remote, the way we might think of an enemy in a distant land. But this state is entirely unique in human history. Because for almost every human who ever lived prior to just a couple generations ago, death was far from remote. It was the enemy at the gates, with whom our ancestors were very familiar. In the past it was impossible to hide from death the way we do now, simply because it was so much more common and unpredictable. It was not unusual for perfectly healthy people to drop dead in under a week from things we take for granted today, like infections. As a consequence people were forced to deal with death much more directly, and almost everyone in the past had the experience of relatives or close family friends dying unexpectedly by the time they reached adulthood.

The proximity of death forces us to look at life differently. The very fact that death is now such a remote phenomenon is, I believe, one of the driving factors behind the disintegration of Western culture. When people forget about death they lose a crucial aspect of what it means to be human, or at least what it means to be an adult. Because in a state of nature only small children are insulated, however briefly, from the cold reality of death. To maintain a distance from death for one's whole life is to, essentially, remain in a childlike state of delusion. Facing death forces us to be serious, and to look at life and determine what exactly are the things that really matter. Because facing death makes us realize that this strange, tragic and wonderful thing we call life has no guarantees attached to it, and could end at any moment.

Death also forces us to confront the infinite void that awaits us on the other side. How can we ignore the fact that every - literally every society that has ever existed on this planet has had some form of religion? How can we be so quick to banish God to the rubbish bin simply because we've made great strides in science and medicine? It's the height of foolishness and arrogance. We have conquered nothing, for all our knowledge and mastery of the physical world at best we can only delay the inevitable. Death awaits us all and will have the final say.

In the Bible we read that death entered the world as a product of man's sin. Human beings, created in the image of God, became alienated from their creator due to an act of willful rebellion. What had been perfect was corrupted, what was created to partake of the divine essence was reduced to a bag of decaying flesh. From that moment on the entirety of man's existence on the planet has been defined by death. We are all born into this world condemned. We live our entire lives knowing we are under sentence of death, and that we have no escape. Death is the great equalizer and leveler, it cares nothing of fame or riches or beauty or kindness. It takes everyone.

For me personally, this is why the Christian gospel speaks so powerfully. It recognizes the all-encompassing power of death over man and offers a way out. It is not a coincidence that the greatest miracle God chose to demonstrate the deity of Christ was to raise him from the dead. It was the most powerful statement that could be made, and the one that most clearly accorded with Christ's message: that he came to save us from death. The fact that everything in this world is temporary and passing away by necessity points us toward the eternal. But death stands in the way, so we turn back and prefer to live in denial. But in Christ we need not fear death, for the victory has been won. He has defeated death, and those who are in him have been redeemed from the curse of sin. In the face of death, there is hope.

John 11:25 - Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.

Romans 6:23 - For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Revelation 21:4-7 - And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful. And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely. He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son.

[Delta]

That was absolutely brutal. I can't find words strong enough.

Thank you for sharing that and for not sugarcoating. We all need a reminder every now and then that our problems are pretty trivial, and we can endure way more than we believe.

All the best in coping with your loss. I know you'll never fully recover, but I hope you can find peace.

[TigerMandingo]

Roosh, that was some really great and powerful writing.

Cancer is scary as shit. I know a lot of people have this "I'm gonna beat it!" mentality when it comes to it, but the reality is it turns you into a shell of a human being. I've seen otherwise healthy individuals just utterly obliterated by it and turned into raisins.

[Tytalus]

Roosh, that eulogy was raw and powerful. It takes a lot to be so emotionally open and vulnerable.

My mom had stage 3 breast cancer when I was a kid and did radiation and not chemo. Her first doctor told her that she had six months to live and she told him: "Fuck you, you're fired, I want a new doctor." She still went through it again some years ago and managed to survive a second time, albeit greatly reduced. Apparently on the maternal side the women in my family get breast cancer around their 40s and it often kills them. Young women like your sister can get it way worse because of the increased hormones. (Or so I've heard.)

My uncle passed recently. It sucked, it was out of the blue. Heart failure from a genetic condition that I have a 50% chance of having.

I'm in my 30s, and thought I'd live to be 100. Now I find that might live to only be 60-65. It really puts things in perspective. Since there's a good chance I have only 30 more years, there's a number of changes I'm making and going to continue making in my life.

My sincere condolences and you wrote a beautiful, touching eulogy.

[Rigsby]

My little brother died a few weeks after your little sister.

I tried to get in to his email today. Couldn't. Had his password. But google want phone numbers now. Couldn't provide it. Phone cut off. Phone bill paid in full btw. Going to get a new ISP/provider soon.

I could have connected through his laptop, but I could not remember my password. It's here somewhere. I'm a mess.

It doesn't get easier.

What they don't tell you:

Every day it gets harder as the reality sets in. And after a year of it, every day, you realise, it never will.

I guess it's better that way. To think that time heals all wounds. But there are some wounds that time can not heal. I only have these cards to deal with, so forgive me, but I think the loss of a sibling is probably one of the most painful wounds a human being can bear.

I skimmed your eulogy Roosh. Enough to bring that tear.

I can read very few things in entirety these days.

You were always a very good writer, but you upped your game with this one - it just seemed to flow out of you. In fact, that is why I couldn't read it in full. Just too much for me right now.

Grief takes many forms. And the way we deal with said grief is also multi-varied.

And then the arrows that life throws at us on top of it all, effects outcomes as well.

I'm proud to count you as a virtual brother. And all these other virtual brothers that you have brought together, from all over the world, of different colours, and creeds.

There really is not another website on the whole planet like this one.

You have created a thing of both beauty and power.

A harbinger for all us 'wrong-thinkers' who dare to make a better world for not just ourselves, but our children.

Your sister would be proud.

I'm sure she was.

[MajorStyles]

People can say whatever they want about you, Roosh. But the bottom line is that you were there for your sister in her darkest hours IN ACTION. Not over the phone or a "get better soon" Facebook post.

I have seen this cancer scenario happen several times, and it's amazing how quickly the party scatters when someone is on the way downward. The old expression "you find out who your friends are" bears true. Popular people suddenly get the "coodies" when others find out that they have a terminal illness.

Rest assured, your presence meant the world to your sister. I had major open-heart surgery 8 years ago, and the only people that came to the hospital were my parents, brother and one friend. I'll never forget that.

No words can suffice, but rest assured that you behaved like a MAN OF HONOR.

[CleanSlate]

A beautiful eulogy. Powerful and heartbreaking.

After wiping the tears off, this really makes you think about what really matters.

Went through a similar and protracted experience with my dad until he passed. It’s been 11 years since, and yes time makes it easier but his death left a hole in my life that cannot be filled.

[Scorpio Rising]

(03-25-2019 01:07 PM)Roosh Wrote:  

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Although it's possible they didn't know it would be terminal until the final CT scan. I really dislike dishonesty like that.

They knew. Even the nurses knew. I talked to two of them after she died and they told me when they knew she would die, which was way before we knew. Her radiation doctor gave end-of-life care without telling us it was end-of-life care. I only knew because I happened to see the word "palliative".

I found a book which talked about the "deathphobic" approach of modern medicine. It's called Die Wise. I'll share a review on my blog soon. You can see more about it here: thread-67946.html

That really shocked me. I thought times had changed. Decades ago they wouldn't even inform a patient that he or she had cancer, the word itself was taboo. When my beloved younger brother was diagnosed in May of 2010 the doctors told him flat out that he had 6-12 months left. He lasted 15 and it was not a good thing. He suffered terribly. I am sorry beyond words that this affliction took your sister. No matter what life tragedies one may encounter you can never really know and understand another's personal grief. Your eulogy was eloquent, moving and searing all in one. I don't know how any sentient being could read it and still choose to demonize you. Words will never suffice but I am so very sorry for your loss.

[Geomann180]

My sincererest condolences.

G

[Bobco]

Cancer sucks

Bobco

[AManLikePutin]

It was a very very difficult read and I can't imagine how hard it must have been for Roosh and of course her sister. raw emotion and sibling love in its purest form...Really puts things into perspective.

It actually made me think about a rather difficult question.

If a very close family/relative/friend were to die, as one of their survivors, which scenario would you prefer (if had to pick):

1) It's an unexpected and sudden death. Your loved one most likely won't go through much pain as it's quick, but for you it's very hard because you never saw it coming and the shock factor is off the roof.

2) If it's an expected passing after a long battle with illness...your loved one goes through more pain and suffering and has an idea that they are passing soon and you as a survivor are more mentally and emotionally prepared for it.

I had scenario 1 happen in my family 20 odd years ago and it was absolutely devastating, and scenario 2 I expect to happen with a relative soon, barring a miracle.

I don't know. Selfishly (if it was only up to me as a survivor), I would choose option 2 for obvious reasons of being mentally prepared and spending some true proper time with them before they pass, but it's extremely sad and difficult to see someone you've known healthy and energetic in so much pain and suffering to the point that they are a shell of themselves. In scenario 1 however, you won't get to say goodbye and if your final encounter with them wasn't ideal, you'd never forgive yourself.

I honestly don't know.