Advice From The Comic Hack 162 – The Grief From A Mother’s Passing Edition

Jan 13

Advice From The Comic Hack 162 – The Grief From A Mother’s Passing Edition

William Shakespeare, a playwright of some note wrote “Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.” Grief comes in all shapes and forms. In today’s special edition column I help a reader confront the loss of a loved one. I am publishing yet another entry from the good-ol days from when this column was just a lark on the Renaissance Festivals Facebook Page. I am doing this for THREE REASONS: I am STILL collecting questions for future columns. I got some GREAT ones last week but I need more I am flying away to a vacation for two weeks and I really should be packing right now Most importantly: A fan wrote me and asked me to repost this very entry. So enjoy today’s column which I hope to eventually include in a book and/or an Ebook AND don’t forget to submit questions for future columns to advicequestions@comichacksguide.com I have a question for your column. How do you deal with the loss of the person you loved the most? I just lost my mom over the weekend and I’m not sure how to deal with the grief The thing is – maybe you don’t.  Maybe you don’t deal with a loss this profound so soon after it happens? Grief is a huge thing; monstrous in almost every way.  There is no “correct” way to grieve. Everyone grieves differently and it is a process, a journey of many steps. There is no timetable, no schedule and no finish line. You may find that you wish to cry if so, cry. J. R. R. Tolkien in the voice of kindly wizard Gandalf himself said “I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.” You may find that your method is to bottle your feelings up inside yourself – and if that is your wish and not some expectancy place on you from outside – then so be it. If someone tells you to be strong, tell them I said to pack sand up their ass with a steam shovel. You may find that you need to be alone or surrounded by people. Crying is to be expected of course...

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Advice From The Comic Hack 161 – The Sexy Aliens, Life’s Passions and I Need Your Responses Edition

Jan 07

Advice From The Comic Hack 161 – The Sexy Aliens, Life’s Passions and I Need Your Responses Edition

Some of my advice columns open with a quote, others open with a joke. Today’s column opens with a warning – Here there be Aliens! There is a Thai proverb which says “When the river rises the fish eats the ants. When the river falls the ants eat the fish”. I’m going to leave it up to you my Darling Readers to determine how that applies to a question concerning passion and paths and living your life partly because I LOVE mystery but mostly because I need some input from ALL of you readers and I’ll address those needs at the end of today’s column. But be assured one of the things I’m definitely going to ask is for you to submit questions for me to answer in future columns by emailing me at advicequestions@comichacksguide.com   How do you incorporate your passion for one thing in life when others lead you down a path that you’re not as happy with?   As Master Po of 70’s TV classic Kung Fu said “Balance Grasshopper”. Balance in all things. Your question is a little vague – as vague as my notion of where I left my pants last night. What “others” are leading you down the wrong path? Is it other people? Is it other priorities? Is it aliens? I bet it is aliens; those sneaky anal-probing bastards! Those aliens are so unreliable too. If I had a dollar for every night I spent haunting some lonely backwoods road , dressed nice, smelling good, waiting for the aliens… just hoping for my turn to get my turn with a grey-skinned extra-terrestrial hottie — but I digress. I think of myself as a libertine, an adventurer and a great example of the maxim “Do what you love and the money will follow” as well as the old Confucius stand-by “Choose a job that you love and you’ll never have to work a day in your life”. Your humble author had what can only be described as a mid-life crisis at the ripe old age of 23. I threw away everything I had on a roll of the dice so that I might one day end up here; living in Travel Trailer in a Desert...

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