I texted my dead dad to say happy birthday. Lunacy? Or grief? #DeadDadClub
Always #DeadDadClub
Cartoon headstone that reads “dead dad club”
Just realized the date and that tomorrow will be 8 years since my dad passed away. Big oof. Grief is weird.
#deaddadclub #grief
It’s my dad’s 3 month deathiversary. It feels like a lifetime and like yesterday. I tortured myself by listening to a voicemail my dad left me a while ago where he says he loves me and wishes me a restful sleep. I won’t be having that tonight. Sorry, not sorry for the sad skeet. #deaddadclub
Same, and - lol - also same
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I was vetoed from dropping #DeadDadClub memes on the work socials
So much for freedom of speech 😤
(Sarcasm)
When I said please take away the man who ruined my life this week, I think y'all took the wrong one. So, give my dad back? And take that dumb fuck in chief pls.
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You say no. I say yes. #deaddadclub
I am literally not the one. #deaddadclub
I wasn’t expecting to become a member of the Dead Dad Club this young. Now I don’t know what I’m meant to do. I’ll never see or speak to him an and that is really hard to comprehend. #DeadDadClub
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Alt Text: A fantasy character with purple hair and armor sits by a campfire in a lush field of wildflowers at night, creating a warm, serene atmosphere.
Today marks the passing of my Father, and I found out that this "talent" exists in game.
"Recuperate", it creates it little campfire scene - where my toon sets up a small fire and makes herself a snack.
#deathanniversary #gamer #depression #deaddadclub #grief #disabledgamer #workingthroughgrief
not so fun factoid
after my dad died i kept his phone number saved cause i just can’t bring myself to delete it and now snapchat is recommending me being friends with some girl named madison who now had my dads number 😂
#snapchat #deaddadclub
Today in huddle my coworker were talking about what they did on Father’s Day weekend and I didn’t tear up on camera!
Go, me! #deaddadclub
Alt Text: A character with wide eyes and red spiky hair looks shocked. Text overlay reads, “Everyone’s face when I tell them I’m gonna call my dad... And then pull out a ouija board.”
I can laugh at it, but a lot of people in my life tend to give a horrified reaction when I make jokes.
Humor is how I cope.
#deaddadclub #meme #grief #loss
I am now older than my dad ever was. I remember the strange and yet mundane moment when, while doing laundry in July 2020, I realized I was now older than he had ever been. Sending a big hug to anyone today who is having a hard or complicated #fathersday.
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a woman with cat's eye glasses looks at the camera - in the background sits a dark gray pitbull with ears like that of a bat - or gremlin. he has white fur on his neck.
2025 Postscript: Buddy lived to be 13 (or 15...? we were never quite certain on his age) years old and my uncle took him to cancer treatment the last 1.5 years of his life. My aunt, uncle, and cousin have a new rescue pittie, Ziggy, who is the bestest velvet gremlin.
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Image description: image includes text. Text reads: For all the dads, parents, mentors, people, father-in-laws, uncles, guardians, grandfathers, brothers, friends, and/or sparkles out there - you're amazing. We need you and appreciate all you do for us - including your willingness to adopt our 70 lb allergy prone, immuno-compromised, emotionally needy, climate persnickety pitbulls. Thank you and so much love
Image includes a picture and text. Picture description: a picture of a bearded man with a baseball cap and sunglasses next to the bestest pitbull ever - Buddy. Buddy is mostly white in fur at this point but still a badass and Buddy is wearing a blue dog harness. Text reads: Postscript: June 8, 2019 in the Green Mountains of Vermont my uncle celebrated his 69th birthday and Buddy celebrated his 9th. By the way, June 8th isn't Buddy's birthday. As a rescue he doesn't have an official birthday - I arbitrarily picked May 1st. Somehow my uncle remembered it as June 1st…which somehow became June 8th, the same as him :) June 13, 2019 my uncle and I watched the NBA Finals together because you shouldn’t miss a Game 6. Buddy, as usual, was #notimpressed. Last year on the advice of my dear friend Coleman I decided to turn this day into a positive and donated to a sports program in memory of my dad who had all the talent that I only inherited a fraction of. This year I'm donating to 11th Hour Rescue in New Jersey who gave Buddy a second chance in recognition of my uncle and aunt and cousin who gave me and Buddy a second chance, a fresh start, and a place to call home.
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Image description: image includes text. If you are keeping track - Buddy now has a home in Westchester, a cabin in Vermont, and a farm in Connecticut. Yep, he's not faring so badly for a rescue pitie from East New York - and I am ever grateful to my uncle, aunt, and cousin, for giving Buddy a home full of soft beds, frequent car rides, and constant adoration and attention. I wanted to acknowledge all the parents out there (by birth, circumstances, or love) such as my own brother who shares our dad's (and my) fondness for ridiculous photos; or my uncle; or my grandfather - who was not a big talker, but who took me to the Polish American Club many Tuesdays as a child to assist as he bartended.
Image includes text and a photo of a smiling man with curly hair who is wearing a ceramic lampshade on hsi head. Next to him is a youn g child around one year old who is also wearing a ceramic mapshade on their head. Thankfully neigher of these lamps apepears to be plagued in as the child has their fingers firmly shoved into the lamp power socket. Image text: For everyone out there who is a member of the #deaddadclub maybe it's time to share our stories. The good, the bad, and the weird. …I for one have no idea why we were playing with ceramic lamp shade in this photo. Mom..?
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Image contains text and a photo of three people - a beardedman holding the hand of young girl on skates; next to the young girl is her cousin, Ryan, also on skates. Captions within the photo - top caption, “we are all skating on the backyard rink my grandfather would create every year” ; capiton pointing to bearded man, “Uncle Tommy,”; capiton painting to young gril, “Young Amie,” and capiton to the child on the far right on skates, “my cousin Ryan” Text from Image: But I have also ruminated more about him this year than most because I have been thinking about the many other ways one can be a ‘parent’ - and how we can all be there for each other. This is my uncle. Picture in image is of a bearded man holding the hand of young girl on skates; next to the young girl is her cousin, Ryan, also on skates.
Image description: image includes text. He is from the same small town as me a quaint historic Stars Hollows-esque colonial New England village in which our families formed tobacco. My uncle and dad were good friends and they both loved basketball. (...if you meet my uncle please ask him to relay the epic and off repeated story of the 1984 NBA Finals game 6 in Los Angeles. It's a good one) But also my uncle (and my aunt) were there for me; my uncle is now Buddy's new person. He calls Buddy, ‘big guy’ and lets him ride in the car everywhere, and takes Buddy to farm meetings
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Image description: image includes text. Text from image: He was tall and played college basketball for Siena College; he loved the short-lived Dungeons & Dragons animated show; he was a federal agent for the IRS (like Eliot Ness; I probably watched Sean Connery's operatic death scene in The Untouchables more times by age 10 than most kids); he was a big talker; he said ridiculous things such as inexplicable, “herme?” when he needed you to repeat things; he was color blind which - as an adult reflecting back - makes his choice of lurid purple ties so much more understandable. His birthday was October 7th - same as mine
Image description: image includes text. Text from image: I was born on his 30th birthday a Saturday during which he was supposed to be teaching his Accounting 101 class at the University of Hartford for anyone who's ever asked that surreal reason for a Libra tattoo in my right rest like all good tattoos it means multiple things but principally is there for me to remember him I thought more about him this year than most it's been a crazy astonishing heartbreaking and heart-affirming type of year my parents separated shortly after my dad's 39th birthday and I finalized my divorce and this my 39th year yep I know I look good for my age
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Image description: image includes text. Text from image: Hey friends what comes next may not be for everyone and that's okay; if you are a member of the club this might be for you - and it might not be, and that's okay too. Using such a sardonic name is a purposeful choice for a few of us but I acknowledge that's not going to be everyone's choice or truth. But this is mine. As a member of the #deaddadclub I usually ignore, evade it’s existence, and altogether pretend the 3rd Sunday in June isn't happening. But really this does me no good. So for my many friends that I probably never (rarely) talked about my dad to, let me tell you a few things about him.
Image description: image includes text and a picture of man at the beach with curly hair holding a child. Text from image: He died quite suddenly at age 41, a number which is very near to my mind as I approach the age he was. Also when you're a kid you're not critical about your parents so let me tell you about him as I knew him at 11 years old. He had my same curly hair, left cheek dimple, and similar laugh
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Though I don't regret my decision to leave Instagram, I do miss the community. Reposting this 🧵 - originally written in 2018 & updated in 2019 - here hoping it finds the people who need it & brings some comfort or at least community on a day that can be tough & complicated
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Then, in 2018, after a year with big professional & personal changes, a move from NYC back to Canada, and so many Comic Cons, I wrote an Instagram post about him - and also about my uncle, who adopted my pitbull, Buddy, when I left NYC in late 2017.
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My dad passed away in 1990 when I was 11 years old. I didn’t much talk about him because, frankly, the weight of other people’s discomfort often felt too much especially when I was younger. So I stopped talking about him but #fathersday never stopped being hard....
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Planchette
About to hand this to my sister and tell her dad’s on the line and wanted to say hello #deaddadclub
#FathersDay sucks when you’re in the #deaddadclub
I miss him so much 💔