It's a very touchy subject for me but I would love to cope with what was happened. Its affecting my marriage due to flares of depression and confusion. It has caused me to hate God, when truth of the matter is my father worked for the church during his last few years.
He died during a trip to the movies to see Batman Forever (1995). I was 7 at the time and i remember sitting next to him with my mom on his other side. About a little more than half way through the movie I heard my mom scream and then people started to realized what was happening. People started rushing to him and pushed me out of the way to try and help. During this I calmly remember seeing a couple at the front look back and then just as fast turn their head back around and continue watching the movie. Now I feel bad for this to this day but I can't deny that I didn't wish they would experience the same. But after a while the paramedics came and by the time we got to the hospital he was pronounced dead. I remember being somewhat still in the hospital chapel watching everyone cry and they were consoling my brother and sister the whole time (they were in the later years of high school at the time). My family says that I was too young to understand but for being 7 I understood perfectly what was going on. So they just pretended everything was ok and joked around about he was in Heaven playing jokes with Jesus.
I barely made it through high school with this, and I graduated and at a somewhat young age of almost 21. I have a beautiful wife (one of the few who has helped me with this) and a pretty decent career at which I work hard at everyday. But it has been coming back to me pretty vividly lately and is taking its toll on me. I can't sleep, concentrate, or acknowledge that anything happened at all. What hurts the most is when I see people in public that look like he did. Lately I've been thinking that I would rather him runway because he just wasnt satisfied than God take him from me completely. There is something in the Bible about how its wrong to be greedy with God taking your loved ones. I hate God for taking my father and I dont want to anymore. Its tearing me apart slowly.
And that has been marinating for 13 years.
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