I remember reading a story of someone who played gran turismo against his dad a lot on his Ps1. Never won as he was young, after his dad died some years later, he fished out his PlayStation and started playing again for nostalgia. His dads' 'ghost car' was still saved, and he was racing him again and finally beat his dad. But as he reached the finish line he stopped, so that his dad's car crossed the line and wouldn't be deleted by the new record.
The one where the person's mom's Wii character cheers for them every time they jogged past made me cry. And I'm so glad this wasn't full of stories about people finding CP. That's what I was afraid of.
I go to recycling centers a lot to try to pick up computers that are discarded. Here recently a lot of hard drives were sent from somewhere to this place. I got a hold of the ones that look like they would work. I check every hard drive for stuff before I erase it. On one of the hard drives was tons, And I mean tons, of family photos. A lot of the photos included this young man who I reversed image searched to find a remembrance Facebook page. He was dead. Died in a horrific car accident drunk driving with his friends. I took every single picture I could find and found somebody who commented on the photos a long time ago. got a hold of them and mailed them the SD card. I do this for every hard drive I find. I started out with the intentions of trying to find somebody who's dumb enough to not completely wipe a hard drive and find some illegal stuff. It just turned into me recovering tons of memories and sending them to people. I've done stuff like this on several different occasions now and I don't intend to stop.
Not exactly opened a pc, but i had a friend who died of dengue. Back then we Minecraft was gaining popularity and we played on the same server like a tribe. All 4 of us have this minecraft compound where we owned houses and oir own rooms. After the 1 week wake, and burial, we decided to log in again, just to reminisce our time together. We didn't know he made us gifts in game and placed it on our rooms. He was the resident smithy/enchanter, and there on our rooms was a full set of enchanted armors and 1 weapon we like to use (i got a bow, the rest got swords) in a chest with a note on the wall, "Ready for Ender".
That first story is kinda wholesome if you think about it. The fact that the old guy's secret stash was nothing but nude photos of his wife is oddly sweet.
I found this one sweet also but I will make a note about asking my geek advisor how to get a system to delete my personal files in case of death out of the cloud
@@superwoman6413 Set up a thing that will reset your computer if a brute force attempt is detected. If your relatives don't know the password, they might give the computer to a hacker, and in that case your program will auto-wipe your data. Data recovery can still get it back. Ig the best cure is prevention
As sad as it sounds , I just hope that when I die one of my mates will be given access to my Steam account..... There's nothing else remotely interesting or useful on my PC, but it would be a damn shame if the nearly 300 video games I've collected over the years went to waste. I'd want someone else to enjoy them as much as I have/do.
I recommend getting a letter with all the your passwords and pins, including bank accounts, with instructions, in a hidden place and tell just one trusted person. I knew of case when a husband was in coma, and her wife that didn't work couldn't access his union secured emergency salary, because she didn't knew the PIN of his debit card.
I don't know... I'm kinda hoping to find a map or account information for millions, and no relatives. Tell you what. If I ever find that I'll try to get in touch and we can compare. Can't be sure if you don't test.
when i was in middle school one of my friends committed suicide and his parents went through his school documents and found an essay he wrote in 4th grade about how excited he was to turn 13. it was read at his funeral and i cried so hard i had to step out. it was mostly hard to listen to bc he hung himself 2 days before his 13th birthday and turned 13 while in the hospital while fighting for his life. :(
I don't feel brave enough to put this on an old Ask Reddit thread, but my best friend died of covid in summer. She wrote fanfic in a fandom I wasn't a part of so I never knew her penname, but I wanted to contact her reviewers to let them know what happened. ..instead, I found a note she wrote in 2014 applying for a disability grant to get off her feet. When she died, she was in homeless rehab, in insane debt, and the lack of ability to care for herself sent her into a depression that destroyed her immune system (chronic issue accelerated) The waited six years for someone to help her. **ck the american healthcare system. This didn't need to happen. She was smart and talented. She just needed a caretaker to get around and couldn't afford rent.
@@cheesecakelover8311 thank you. If I ask for one thing to come out of this pandemic, it's that people who need medical help can get it, without having to nearly die, and that the disabled don't have to live most their life in starvation and destitution :(
@@cheesecakelover8311 the virus will end but the social consequences of the casual cruelty it spawned will live as long as people alive today will. The real virus were the people we met along the way.
@@smoothyoda3581 it ruins your image in peoples mind if they find something disturbing. If someone deletes it and tells no one, the image stays the same.
I feel like "I found a file from a dead man and had a severe existential crisis for the rest of the night" is something that would have your prof saying, 'okay. that's fine. just have it in by friday.'
My father was ill for a while, and because he became incontinent (he had a bad UTI), he quit his job at a cheese factory. It seemed like he was getting better, up until a Tuesday in October. He woke up with chills and he couldn't stop shaking, he had terrible diarrhea, etc. We finally got him to a hospital later that week on a Friday when he was almost completely immobile (we had called an ambulance but he refused to go with them) - he couldn't lift himself from the floor he was so weak. He finally succumbed to septic shock on a Thursday the following week. I was going through his computer and saw his internet history - on the Monday before he got even sicker, he was looking for a new job on Craigslist as a farm laborer and was looking for fishing guides to one of the Great Lakes for a trip that he was planning for all of us - he had bought a suitable boat for the Great Lakes with his last paycheck from the cheese factory. That killed me.
The wii one reminded me of when I added my best friend to my sports team. When she passed away it hurt but even 12 or so years later I can still see a glimpse of her when baseball shows up. It makes me smile.
Had to take a moment to catch my breath after that one about the dad downloading Spirited Away the night before he died. I can't imagine what it must've been like for his kids to watch it afterwards... I'm just imagining the scene on the train with all the shadowy ghosts moving on to an uncertain next life... Or Zeniba telling Chihiro that you never really forget anyone, no matter how much time might pass. I'm tearing up just typing this, man ;_;
My sisters husband put his ps3 in the pawn shop. When he got it back next week, the pawn shop guy gave him the wrong ps3. The ps3 we got had 5000+ pictures and 400+ videos of p. We just wanted to play American Idol lmao
This is making me realize I should leave behind a letter or flash drive with account names and passwords so my family can access all the things I’ve bought and made over the years
I keep mine in a little book in the freezer and the kids know where it is. My eldest son was brain injured in a car crash and my youngest died unexpectedly of kidney failure. Make things easier on your loved ones.
@@bobbyhinner3225 This is a good idea. I wrote up a spreadsheet with everything and put it in the firesafe. I update it periodically. My only child has a key.
3:10 a friend of mine in highschool died of cystic fibrosis. His account on xbox live came online a few weeks later, and they got on Cod campaign on some mission that made his status look like "Friendsnamehere is Online: Just like Old Times." Found out it was his brother and I removed them :(
My computers and phone would be rather boring to go through - aside from memes. Some of these stories were rather heart wrenching however. If you have a family, make sure you have passwords, etc. "written down" in some form (make it known to them) so that your family and loved ones can access information and contents needed. Life is fragile and fleeting - you never know when your number will be up.
Going through my mother's computer I found 100s of family pictures. my son, his daughter, and I were not part of them. It hurt I'm old. Had a very serious health scare recently I have since gone on a mission to make sure that when I die there is absolutely no doubt that my son and granddaughter are the most precious, valuable, and loved part of my life And not in a morbid way, but in a way that I hope makes them smile And yes, my son has my passwords in case something happens edit: my "mission" is saving photo's with captions, dedicating songs, letters, and things like that
I had a friend who died in 2019 from suicide. On his computer I found a love confession meant for me. I will never forgive him for leaving me like this. I wish I could tell him I loved him just as he loved me. It’s been hard and I miss him everyday. I still wear his ring he left it to me and it was given to me at his funeral. I will forever regret not telling him sooner. I wish I knew he was suffering (I’m a guy btw)
Sorry for your loss. A friend's dad had a relationship with a guy in his platoon back in the Vietnam Era. They didn't see any way to be together and both of them were married with kids, so they went their separate ways. No Brokeback Mountain scenario, one died in his 60s from Agent Orange related cancer and that was that for any possible reunion. My friend never had a clue about his dad, a quiet, inexpressive man who was an engineer at Martin Marietta for 40 years. They found out the old-fashioned way, a rubber banded stack of letters in some work papers after he died. It's a bit disconcerting to think though times have changed that doesn't mean it's all rainbows and glitter from now on.
had to repair a dead guy,s phone (suicide jumped off a bridge,phone was wet..) a lot of happy pictures and a lot of horried people asking if he was ok and sad that he has died
The suicide ones bother me a bit since I survived my suicide attempt and was hospitalized for a few months because of my injuries. I still remember my father once saying to me, "suicide is a cry for help that nobody can hear and they never believe you until it is too late." That opened my mind and I never wanted to try to kill myself ever again.
@@theonionsystem7779 Sorry to hear that. I took a try at it one time. Toxic plant. Irony was, not only did it not kill me, it actually helped my heart problems get better for a while... Talk about botching an attempt...
I have a little quirk where I try and make my laptop as personal/interesting/self-annotated as possible so that it'll make for a hell of a rabbit hole when I eventually die and it ends up in a random person's hands. Like, I'll occasionally write down random, disjointed diary entries about dumb shit, all of my niche folders where I archive certain things as a hobby have little text document author's notes, and I collect strange/obscure media partially because it helps add to the liminal ambiance. I want this damn thing to be an autobiography when I die, goddamnit. I envy the dude who adopts this thing. -I also kinda hope they're hot, if we're being honest. And preferably a lot like me. It would just make haunting them that much more fun, y'know?-
I write a lot... like A LOT a lot. Fictional stories, fanfiction, music, poetry, rants. You name it. And it's mostly saved to the cloud via google docs, so it's accessible from any device It's kind of morbid but I hope that when I die someone will go through all of the writing--it would feel good if finally, someone read it. Well... except for the cringey old fanfiction.
That's one of the things that prevents me from suicide. The concern that someone will read it after I die, and not willing to delete it while still alive. Only a few like that, but still. Post some under a pen name. May get some fans. Take my advice, I'm sure not using it.
My uncle committed suicide in early 2020, around late 2020 my labtop stopped working. I used his and found his suicide note to his wife, children, and family. Saying how he got jealous of a guy and whatnot, not to blame his wife, but the letter to his daughter was the most surprising. He was talking about their last conversation, his daughter asked him to call him if he was feeling down so he did, but he didn’t say he was feeling down but he did call. He said he just wanted to hear her voice one more time. I also found his tax documents. He was pretty well off even though he was living with us.
the person going through my computer will just see 72 tabs open, the last one being a question of what is a gender neutral title, so if i die i at least get to come out. i have tabs of things im interested in, so if i suddenly die people can look at my interests. when i die i want my computer to go to someone who will take the time to look through them, not just someone who will just press the x in the corner. edit: this happened a couple months ago, and i ended up accidentally getting rid of that window :( however now im at 79 so i guess it isn't horrible.
@@zacharyreynolds4303 I'm kinda hoping some folks will finally forget about a few things my self.... Guess we all kinda want what we feel we don't have.
Amen to that I'm a tab hoarder myself and lost them the other day when I accidently closed them and then accidently opened a new tab which erased my recently closed :/
After my husband died, I was going through a bunch of files on his computer, I found about a couple thousand pictures of him with other women! Needless to say,I threw away all mementos of our wedding!
Wow, so sorry to hear that. My own dad was like that. My mom was an amazing and wonderful person. So was my step mom. It was all him, just couldn't think with the right head. If it was a bunch, then he was likely the same, and it wasn't anything against you. He just couldn't get past his own animal nature. Just a guess, see it happen far too much.
I don't know how I'd feel if my best friend or fiancee died...but I'd probably dig through everything The one about the deceased sex worker made me smile
I got my mom’s stepmother’s old laptop from my grandpa a couple of years ago. I found a lot of flower pictures and pictures from her trip to Italy. They were pretty cool to see.
Why? Not a chance it'll be clean when they find me. With some of the things I do, it'll be 50-50 I crapped them in terror just before I die, or just after.. In a really good accident, first you say it, the you do it... Shi....!!...
I have a close friend that committed suicide about 6 years ago. I saw her 2 weeks before she overdosed. I still see her account on my facebook. I sent "her" a message yesterday. I like to think she can see it from wherever.
I didn’t expect to cry when I clicked on this. Some are funny, but damn... I’m glad the police got my grandpas PC and Laptop before he committed suicide. Who knows what would have been found. I knew it was odd my grandpa would want to look over my shoulder when he wanted me to fix random issues with his computers and when I couldn’t figure it out (I’m not computer savvy at all) he refused to take it to a computer repair shop. Even though he walked by one ever weekend at the flea market and I knew the guy who ran it and had a friend my age who was very good with computers. Back story- a few months before blowing his brains out on his porch, he got arrested for child molestation. All of his computers, cameras, jump drives, Memory cards, printer, phones and who knows what else were confiscated after they raised his house. I wrongfully defended him because I was sheltered from the truth about him while he was alive. I always wondered why my sister and I were never allowed to spend the night with him as kids. Except 1 night and looking back there were some inappropriate moments, for sure. He claimed innocent till the end. I can’t remember if he had a letter or anything. But from day 1 of him being arrested and let out on bond, he said he would kill himself because he’s not going to be locked up with “N’s”. He was HIGHLY racist. He wasn’t the kind of racist (in his later years) that was just blatantly racist. He would hug, talk and work alongside African American’s but behind closed doors, OMG.... He really showed a lot of his true colors those few months between his arrest and suicide. I lost respect for him more and more each day. I would go see him at least once a week during that time. We really got along and he trusted me with helping him with stuff like getting his affairs in order before he killed himself. Towards the end and really seeing him and him confessing some Fucked up shit he had done. I was just at a point where I was getting him to list shit I wanted, like his van, grandfather clock from Germany, and other things. 🤷🏻♀️. Call me selfish if you will. But I needed a new car and I knew damn well his insurance policy wouldn’t pay out because they had a suicide clause. I kind of wanted the house, but it was in a bad neighborhood and at the time I didn’t think we could afford to take over... Otherwise it was a nice single Family home. He was single and an OCD neat freak. To the point all the cans In his pantry were categorized and all labels facing forward. That was a common theme throughout his house even in the bathroom with his bathroom products under the sink. We would always go to his house for the major holidays. My dad and I would do A LOT of slightly inconvenient things. We would mix, turn, and move cans around. Even put like a can of tuna in a folded towel in the hall closet. Switch labels on some items. Unorganized his fridge and freezer. Steal a spoon, fork or knife (he had even amounts) and the following holiday he would have a completely new cutlery set just because we took one piece of silverware. Also would take all of his batteries and put them someplace random. We had fun doing it. I had good memories with him, but what he did (and the mile-long list of shit I found out he did throughout his life once he passed) it’s unforgivable. He would tell all of us (my sis, me, dad , step mom and whoever else) daily “You don’t believe me? I’m going to do it. It’s just a matter of when.” Considering suicide isn’t an uncommon thing in my family, I had zero reason to not believe him. So every call from my dad or step mom would make my heart drop. The morning came and all my step mom said was “he did it.” That’s it. I saw the police pix from the scene. My poor stepmom had to clean the porch in freezing temps. It had been snowing a day or 2 before and some kinda melted then refroze. She took the rocking chair to the back yard, boxed it down us d scrubbed the shit out of it and hid it behind one of his storage units/toolhouse (I can’t think of the correct term right now. It’s like a ‘she-shed for his outdoor stuff). And had to wash the blood/brains/bone fragments off the front of the brick house and the concrete slab that was his front porch. I found a few brain and bone fragments after his funeral because we had people coming over for food/drinks (and to fulfill their morbid Curiosity) after the funeral. You know even though it was my grandfather and circumstances I found it very intriguing seen the brains and the bone fragment and in general seeing that type of crime scene or whatever you wanna call it. But the one thing that fucked me up the most was the fact that how could I have known somebody all my life up until that point and not know who they were. There were certainly thoughts in my mind that pointed towards him being that type of person and a few little whispers in the family but I guess I didn’t want to believe it. So I was fucked up for almost a year after it. But I’m good now in my eyes the world is better off without him here.
@@theannoyedmrfloyd3998 Then please explain to me what this is on my burned CDs and DVDs that has rendered them useless after sitting in storage a few years and thinking them safe.
A day shift worker had died. A few weeks later, I was tasked with wiping out his work computer during the night shift and prepare it to be reassigned to someone else. I got into his computer and noticed he kept a record of his personal finances as well. The unfortunate guy had lost everything except his old car. He was down to living in a studio with almost nothing. It was heartbreaking. Truthfully, I felt just a bit happy the old day shift worker had died. His suffering and shame was over. I saw the picture of his apartment. His studio had an old analogue television in it, a sleeper sofa, and two small end tables, that was it. I neve met the day shift worker that had died. But I returned his computer to factory default. I felt really bad. He died forgotten and with nothing.
Might have been a mistake to watch this 11 hrs before my friend's funeral. I have no doubt when his computer is finally cracked into, it's going to be a cavalcade of weird memes and orphan jokes. I miss him
So, two months later, how did it work out? I know how I get feeling just seeing my old logs from a game a friend of mine built and I got to help with... And still seeing the people that stole it and had a big hand in her suicide, running what she made... Hope yours has better feelings with it.
@@mstrfool still hurts. Get reminded regularly of stuff we had planned to do that now goes undone. I debate on some of it whether I should still do it or not. Been trying to collect up footage to make a tribute to him but hit a wall with what I've managed to get vs what I know exists.
a family friend got into genealogy after he retired, and found out his "dad" was not his real dad. Turns out his mom was a cheater. He had half brothers he never knew.
I deal with bad things through humor. I figure we should laugh at our pain and troubled, as its a good bet everyone else will. If you're not OK with the same, don't read more. Good lord! He was cutting you kids in half?!
I wouldn't like it if someone did it to me, and I'd totally understand that they likely felt it a moral imperative. I'd just hope they missed a few of the stories I've written...
when the dude said he went through his best friends machine and found an untitled word document which was a suicide note,i really had a strong feeling that his best friend wanted him to see the note.
My computer used to belong to my grandad and i was scrolling through pictures and found a picture of a massive spider in my grandma's house. My grandma is still alive and i visit her regularly. Who knows what is lurking there
I'm going to assume you didn't die. If you are a ghost it would be real simple. If you don't mind, going to try to offer a reason. Not saying it's her reason, just a reason or two someone may do that. I'd think it would be at a strongly emotional time, and could show things you haven't been able to express at any other time. Also, it would be a reminder of how close she came to loosing you, and to be thankful she didn't. Also keeping it in the Bible would be a way to show god your pain and ask that god holds you pain and helps you. Just a thought that I hope could make it a bit more acceptable to you that it's still around.
I recommend getting a letter with all the your passwords and pins, including bank accounts, with instructions, in a hidden place and tell just one trusted person. I knew of case when a husband was in coma, and her wife that didn't work couldn't access his union secured emergency salary, because she didn't knew the PIN of his debit card.
My dad had a stroke that took away his mind. He screamed he hated me and forgot who I was, which broke my heart being a Daddy's girl. The cancer patient's response at least gave me some closure though. Thanks.
My grandpa left me the instruction on how to make cyandie in case I ever wanted to "join him". He also revealed that if I had come and helped him with his computer the day before he killed himself that he might have changed his mind...that last bit fucked me up for a long time.
When my best friend died, I still had the keys to his apartment. I didn't go through his computer. I just put his not encrypted backup CDs in the microwave and threw them away. His family members he didn't speak to since many years came and were very unhappy to find only encrypted files on his computer and weren't able to decrypt them. I acted innocent and didn't know how to decrypt it. They never found out.
My uncle just died and got buried a couple days ago. My step brother decided to look onto his phone not exactly snooping but to just watch old photos. It did have some old photos but with *cough* youve guessed it, P☆rn. He wasnt really that surprised but kinda shook. The phone didnt even have a password and has p♡rn in it. it was alot like 63 videos some were in his "favorites" album. i just hope that i wont get haunted.
Knowing how unstable my health is, if I were to die in like.. 5-10 years, I hope that my family doesn't touch my shit since they treated me like shit. I just want to leave everything to my boyfriend as he's the most important person in my life. He knows I constantly worry about developing cancer or diabetes and it's mainly because both run like crazy in half of my family. Half of my father's family died from cancer or diabetes, and, oddly enough, my mum's family only has anemia and some other blood-related issues, yet, they live forever. (my mum has epilepsy, though) Like, living to your 90's and 100's is common in my mum's family.
My mom's ex-boyfriend gave me his son's Xbox after his son was killed because he didn't want to keep anything of his son's. It had some really good music on it like Linkin Park's demo album and some old KoRn. I lost that Xbox about 6 years ago when moving I think I left it at the old house.
NGL I have a solid feeling that my parents will be very dismissive of me when they pass (not my mom so much but still not solid) And I'm 100% okay with it. So long as they don't go out their way and find out how to give me a hard time while I'm still alive. I've already come to terms with the potential of me not being a part of their will. I've been persistent enough at seeking my own goals and happiness despite all their criticism and trying to prevent me from doing the things that make me happy. I will say they taught me one good thing. Morals in a weird way. I won't come flying in like a vulture looking for nothing but scraps when they're gone.
Good for you. I can't think of much more rude then to give someone life, then demand they not live it. Parents should want their kids to be happy. If you're able to be happy, then you're doing something right. Not your fault if they forgot what they wished for you as a child.
Twice had my mom or I gone through somebody else's computer. Both times it was the same person, my biological dad. The first time he was in hospice care and we had gone to the boarding house where he had stayed until he was admitted to hospice on account of being non-compliant with his drugs. He had AIDS. We brought back a ton of his stuff, but only what could fit in my car. The following month we took my adopted dad's - who I consider to be my real dad - truck and drove to pick up the rest of my biological dad's stuff from his case worker. We ended up taking one load of crap to the county landfill and then took another load home. Mostly it was a few books, DVDs, more CDs than you could order from Columbia House (which he probably did do, or BMG), and a ton of blank CDs. Some were marked with either music he had (badly) composed or art he (terribly) produced. Some were labeled with pics from some dress rehearsal (he was an ***ACTOR*** with the local theater troupe), while others were just labeled "pics". Many CDs were unmarked. Oh, what glorious things would I find? Information about secret bank accounts? Treasure maps that will have me digging up all of the state of Florida? Last will and testament bequeathing everything to me? No. Porn. Gay Porn. Barely legal gay porn. After going through one or two CDs, I took every other CD that was unmarked and proceeded to destroy every single one. Also went through my computer I had at the time (Toshiba laptop) and did a thorough cleansing. Ran the internet security suite three times and ran the file cleaner (CCleaner at the time) five times. Called in a Catholic priest and an Orthodox Jewish Rabbi. Called in a Cherokee Medicine Man/Shaman for good measure. I may be exaggerating just a tad. Think I only ran the security suite's scanner and file scrubber's scanner once or twice. As for his legit music CDs? I have a handful of those. He had a broad taste in music, spanning from classical to classic rock to musicals (would have been surprised if I *didn't* see those) and quite a few other genres. I remember finding some Gorillaz and Deep Forest CDs. And for his DVD collection, I kept a handful (he had the original Animaniacs series on DVD), my parents took a few, and I sold the rest to either Amazon or FYE. The ones I sold to Amazon were some of the Star Trek movies (he was a huge Trekkie) and three seasons of TOS. The ones I sold to FYE were a huge collection of this, that, and the other. Used the money from those DVDs to help pay for a trip to California. Later we moved him up to Georgia, and a few years later he died. When my mom went through his laptop, she found on his Facebook how he had blamed her for a few things, after they had had a falling-out a year earlier. He made all kinds of accusations and allegations, none of which were true. He had also basically wiped out his bank account, withdrawing money he really didn't have for cigarettes and junk instead of putting it aside for rent and utilities.
I think that u/g00n is dead. I saw his profile and some of his posts are heartbreaking. He says he wants to practice medicine, but he never will get his dream because he will be on chemo for the rest of his life and that makes him sick. He posted frequently, but his last post/comment was from 6 years ago ;( rip g00n
@@afoolsbabybear2266 ok so i looked at the profile and some random comments and they described the situstion in one of them "I hope I can find another career, but it's somewhat unlikely. Life expectancy on average from diagnosis for my cancer is 29 months. I was diagnosed March 2013. Only 8-10% of people with my disease live longer than five years from diagnosis. That said, even though I can't really work, I'm able to spend the lion's share of my waking hours reading and learning, which is something I love to do. If there's an afterlife and I go to heaven, my version would be to learn everything I possibly can. Your statement about a life friend kind of hit me hard (I know you didn't mean to). I've been an introvert my whole life, to the point of actual significant social anxiety for which I took medication (long before I was diagnosed with cancer). I got over my introversion (the negative aspects), for the most part, but I have only had two serious relationships with women in my life (I'm 31) and I regret not exploring that aspect of my humanity more. In fact, I kept nearly all of my friends at an arm's length. I always thought there was going to be more time for romance. My excuses were always, "When I finish *x* (insert high school, college, grad school, med school), I'll pursue that." The truth is that I would probably have always been pretty chicken and helpless around girls. I'm fine with being friends with them, but I always felt so hopelessly inept at the thought of approaching them in a romantic fashion that procrastination and denial were always the easiest option. Now that I have a fairly limited life span (according to the statistics), a colostomy bag (I have colon cancer), and very limited finances, I feel that I'm sort of ruined for that kind of thing now. It's my one big regret: putting that wall around me. To top it off, I'm not some sort of basement dwelling neckbeard. I'm actually pretty tall, thin, funny, and smart. I should have done quite well if I hadn't been so damned frightened of what in reality is nothing at all. All that said, I'm still fucking lucky all things considered. I have a wonderful family. My mother has been my greatest champion through all this. One very positive thing is that she and I have actually become great (even best) friends through all this. I'm impossibly blessed to have her. I also have good insurance and I'm treated as a VIP when it comes to my cancer care because of my status as a physician (albeit non-practicing). It's a great irony that we all know intellectually how fragile and precious life is, but it always takes something like this for you to *understand* what that means. If anyone cares, I wrote an article about my experience in a magazine for med students. Here it is. www.amsa.org/AMSA/Homepage/Publications/TheNewPhysician/2013/v62-5Patient-Student.aspx " this was writen 6 years ago
21:50 that person is incredibly lucky, it is a terrible and I mean terrible idea to plug in a usb you found on the ground. You don't know what's on that usb. There's a type of hack that involves leaving an infected usb somewhere and waiting for someone to plug it it, once the usb is plugged in it automatically infects the machine and now the hacker has access to your computer.
I watched a dude come into starbucks one day and ask people if he could plug into their computers so he could check on something. Some poor bastard next to me did it. I had to tell him what a bad move that was after the dude left.
I just hope my Minecraft texture pack folder which contains over 900 texture packs doesn't get lost when i die. This is everything I have and I spent more then 5 months on it.
My Grandma Let Me Experiment With Her Old Desktop (She's Still Alive!) I Couldn't Log In Because Having A Horrible Memory Runs Through The Family, But There Were Probably Whitney Houston Songs On It.
@@nonotdrschwa5677 Just seems so personal. To be fair I think that reading dead people's diaries/journals is a bit fucked up too. But on the other hand they are such good sources of information on the time period in which they are from. Basically. I am conflicted.
I swear to god, my family is immortal. None of my family members EVER died. My one grandpa was sick 2 times in 3 weeks, has trouble walking, but is just fine. Even his hair is growing back!!! my other Grandma is 91 years old, so she is very close to beating the queen of england herself! And if one of them will die at *some point* , I would probably end up with atleast 1 or 2 fully furnished houses. I'm not kidding.
The one that had this little brothers big brother die, and the computers search history was wiped, it’s fairly common for a happy person to be quite depressed, take me, for example, my life’s a shitty mess but I don’t want to share it, I don’t want people to worry over me, so I act all happy and everything, even though I’m depressed, I don’t want my mom to be more stressed than she already is.
Tell someone. Now. My son died at 19. I have a spare room all done up just waiting for someone in need, and other people do as well. People die of illness and accident when they don't want to. You were made for more, and I bet that one day you will save someone's life. Start by going to donate blood. You sound young and can donate bone marrow or stem cells or part of your liver, or a kidney. People die waiting for a kidney and you have a spare.
I get that and usually have the same mindset. All I say is that when it gets really bad, please tell someone. You aren’t bothering them or stressing them out. They would want you to tell them and they will be there. Even if they have a lot going on they would want to know. So please in the really bad times, it’s okay to ask someone for help.
I had a friend who passed away, when I opened up her computer it was totally blank. It was as if it had been wiped clean. I had been using it the night before she died. I had her passwords and everything and it was wiped clean.
When my uncle died we found divorce papers he had been married in the 60s we didn't know about it. The wife cheated on him so he divorced. Also found paperwork with family history showing our family was Jewish and came from Germany to America in the 1700s changed the spelling of our names and coverted to Christianity
I was married to this guy for 28 years,the last 15 years of our marriage he stopped making love to me,anyway,I went thru his computer after he died and found thousands of pictures of him with other women!
Was given my neighbors, husbands PC after he passed away from cancer. He was the county sheriff for over 20 years and i found a folder that was full of gruesome crime scene photos. I don’t think the PC was official or was supposed to contain these images...it seemed like he had a thing for them or something and he had copied them from the sheriffs dept.
Recycling centers are often owned by organized crime. Sometimes they go through old computers to look for banking records, and such. Mostly it's a waste of time, because computer hard drives are just full junk, and old games. So, the night watchman at one of these place was hooking up hard drives, and finding nothing. Then, he found a bunch of books written by who ever owned the computer. He thought he had hit the jack pot. So he took the drive home, and printed up one of the books. It wasn't that easy, you have to find an agent, and still it hard work get a book published. So, he worked on that for a few years, and there is all this trouble to getting a book published. He was told, he had to change this, or that. He paid someone to do that. He needed editors. He did that. He did this for quite a while, and never got anywhere. He had all the books in the old hard drive, transfer to flash memory, and had printed up final drafts, but couldn't get the things published. So, finally gave up, but he had people read the books he had. Everyone thought they were good as stuff they read, and couldn't understand why no one want to publish them. The guy felt bad, but he said, "At least I wasn't the guy wrote them. I wonder if he shot himseldf?"
I was in a social group with an older gentleman I think he was probably about 70 years old and he had copd. He was a nice enough guy and everyone liked him but sure enough he passed away one weekend when we were supposed to meet. We all found out he had passed away and everybody went to his funeral and paid their respects. It later got around the group that some of the members were questioned from the local police department because apparently they were just about to bust this guy for "adult themed videos of kids" and continue to investigate a little bit after he died I guess just because they wanted to confirm their suspicions or something.
I remember reading a story of someone who played gran turismo against his dad a lot on his Ps1. Never won as he was young, after his dad died some years later, he fished out his PlayStation and started playing again for nostalgia. His dads' 'ghost car' was still saved, and he was racing him again and finally beat his dad. But as he reached the finish line he stopped, so that his dad's car crossed the line and wouldn't be deleted by the new record.
holy shit that's wholesome
I saw that one too
Holly shit almost cried
That's in speed racer
I saw that one too, pretty sad but wholesome
The one where the person's mom's Wii character cheers for them every time they jogged past made me cry. And I'm so glad this wasn't full of stories about people finding CP. That's what I was afraid of.
Same.
Finding cp? What's cp?
@@bangpd6044 bad pictures of kids.
@@jessicafain6630 Ohh I see. Good thing they didn't find anything like that..
@Sik In Tha Head! Yeah I won't. It's disgusting how they make children do inappropriate things and take advantage of them.
I go to recycling centers a lot to try to pick up computers that are discarded. Here recently a lot of hard drives were sent from somewhere to this place. I got a hold of the ones that look like they would work. I check every hard drive for stuff before I erase it. On one of the hard drives was tons, And I mean tons, of family photos. A lot of the photos included this young man who I reversed image searched to find a remembrance Facebook page. He was dead. Died in a horrific car accident drunk driving with his friends. I took every single picture I could find and found somebody who commented on the photos a long time ago. got a hold of them and mailed them the SD card. I do this for every hard drive I find. I started out with the intentions of trying to find somebody who's dumb enough to not completely wipe a hard drive and find some illegal stuff. It just turned into me recovering tons of memories and sending them to people. I've done stuff like this on several different occasions now and I don't intend to stop.
You are a great person
thank you
Dude you dropped something
*my respect*
You’re a good person
Thank you for that
Not exactly opened a pc, but i had a friend who died of dengue. Back then we Minecraft was gaining popularity and we played on the same server like a tribe. All 4 of us have this minecraft compound where we owned houses and oir own rooms. After the 1 week wake, and burial, we decided to log in again, just to reminisce our time together. We didn't know he made us gifts in game and placed it on our rooms. He was the resident smithy/enchanter, and there on our rooms was a full set of enchanted armors and 1 weapon we like to use (i got a bow, the rest got swords) in a chest with a note on the wall, "Ready for Ender".
Oh, God. So sad.
You have to beat the ender dragon and build him a monument it was his last wish
OK shit I cried reading that
Oh God i'm crying
Did you kill the Dragon?
The one where the old man typed the love letters to his wife on the library computer and then having his son read them at his funeral made me cry
Same. Oh man, same.
@@gnu740 😥🥰
Same here 🥺
Me too dude, tears came out but I held back sobbing
Most of these are surprisingly more wholesome than I expected
Agreed. Was definitely expecting like oodles more pr0n.
Same, thought there would be more sad and dark stories from this.
@@Armsmen yeah expected this to get WAY darker
Oh thank guy
I was thinking it was going to be cops or investigators going through messed up things but yea, a lot of these are happy/sad wholesome things
That first story is kinda wholesome if you think about it. The fact that the old guy's secret stash was nothing but nude photos of his wife is oddly sweet.
I found this one sweet also but I will make a note about asking my geek advisor how to get a system to delete my personal files in case of death out of the cloud
I would consider it blursed lol... beautiful, but rather cursed in a way
Yeah that says he finds her beautiful after all these years
@@Horsefan-mm8vx she just sat on it like many people do
@@superwoman6413 Set up a thing that will reset your computer if a brute force attempt is detected. If your relatives don't know the password, they might give the computer to a hacker, and in that case your program will auto-wipe your data. Data recovery can still get it back. Ig the best cure is prevention
As sad as it sounds , I just hope that when I die one of my mates will be given access to my Steam account..... There's nothing else remotely interesting or useful on my PC, but it would be a damn shame if the nearly 300 video games I've collected over the years went to waste. I'd want someone else to enjoy them as much as I have/do.
i agree with you
I recommend getting a letter with all the your passwords and pins, including bank accounts, with instructions, in a hidden place and tell just one trusted person. I knew of case when a husband was in coma, and her wife that didn't work couldn't access his union secured emergency salary, because she didn't knew the PIN of his debit card.
I will take them my parents hate me spending money on steam.
(This a joke for those people)
@John Smith
Who knows what youtube and reddit is, but not steam?
@John Smith LMAO
"Sorry I didn't find any interesting files, but I did find a new viewpoint on life."
Best thing you can find on an old computer, or anywhere else.
I don't know... I'm kinda hoping to find a map or account information for millions, and no relatives. Tell you what. If I ever find that I'll try to get in touch and we can compare. Can't be sure if you don't test.
when i was in middle school one of my friends committed suicide and his parents went through his school documents and found an essay he wrote in 4th grade about how excited he was to turn 13. it was read at his funeral and i cried so hard i had to step out. it was mostly hard to listen to bc he hung himself 2 days before his 13th birthday and turned 13 while in the hospital while fighting for his life. :(
I'm so sorry that happened. We won't know why he did it but may he rest in peace
i hope you have recovered
Jesus christ man
I'm so sorry
that's horrible, so young too 😥😥😥
I don't feel brave enough to put this on an old Ask Reddit thread, but my best friend died of covid in summer. She wrote fanfic in a fandom I wasn't a part of so I never knew her penname, but I wanted to contact her reviewers to let them know what happened.
..instead, I found a note she wrote in 2014 applying for a disability grant to get off her feet. When she died, she was in homeless rehab, in insane debt, and the lack of ability to care for herself sent her into a depression that destroyed her immune system (chronic issue accelerated)
The waited six years for someone to help her. **ck the american healthcare system. This didn't need to happen. She was smart and talented. She just needed a caretaker to get around and couldn't afford rent.
I’m so sorry
@@cheesecakelover8311 thank you. If I ask for one thing to come out of this pandemic, it's that people who need medical help can get it, without having to nearly die, and that the disabled don't have to live most their life in starvation and destitution :(
@@gelasiakidd8076 Me too. I also wish that this virus would end.
@@cheesecakelover8311 the virus will end but the social consequences of the casual cruelty it spawned will live as long as people alive today will. The real virus were the people we met along the way.
@@gelasiakidd8076 true. Sometimes I consider humanity a virus. We pollute the world and say we came here first, we treat others like sh*t, etc.
a true homie deletes your web history after you die
You're dead so why does it matter
@@smoothyoda3581 it ruins your image in peoples mind if they find something disturbing. If someone deletes it and tells no one, the image stays the same.
@@delonewolf6299 I wouldnt care what people think about me because I'd be dead
@@smoothyoda3581 Yes by tossing it plugged in a bathtub of water. A true "brother" will do thus.
-Lord Rimurur T.-
My family already knows about the things i have in my basement soo i have nothing to hide
I feel like "I found a file from a dead man and had a severe existential crisis for the rest of the night" is something that would have your prof saying, 'okay. that's fine. just have it in by friday.'
My father was ill for a while, and because he became incontinent (he had a bad UTI), he quit his job at a cheese factory. It seemed like he was getting better, up until a Tuesday in October. He woke up with chills and he couldn't stop shaking, he had terrible diarrhea, etc. We finally got him to a hospital later that week on a Friday when he was almost completely immobile (we had called an ambulance but he refused to go with them) - he couldn't lift himself from the floor he was so weak. He finally succumbed to septic shock on a Thursday the following week. I was going through his computer and saw his internet history - on the Monday before he got even sicker, he was looking for a new job on Craigslist as a farm laborer and was looking for fishing guides to one of the Great Lakes for a trip that he was planning for all of us - he had bought a suitable boat for the Great Lakes with his last paycheck from the cheese factory. That killed me.
The wii one reminded me of when I added my best friend to my sports team. When she passed away it hurt but even 12 or so years later I can still see a glimpse of her when baseball shows up. It makes me smile.
How old was she?
@@cheesecakelover8311 she was about 23 i was 24.
She died of bowel cancer
@@Oddballkane Awww man :(
Had to take a moment to catch my breath after that one about the dad downloading Spirited Away the night before he died. I can't imagine what it must've been like for his kids to watch it afterwards... I'm just imagining the scene on the train with all the shadowy ghosts moving on to an uncertain next life... Or Zeniba telling Chihiro that you never really forget anyone, no matter how much time might pass. I'm tearing up just typing this, man ;_;
'oh yeah i was supposed to burn that' for some reason that made me laugh really hard
That 21st birthday speech, man.
I teared up.
These are mood swings for me. From ugly crying to giggles to a lot of aww.
My sisters husband put his ps3 in the pawn shop. When he got it back next week, the pawn shop guy gave him the wrong ps3.
The ps3 we got had 5000+ pictures and 400+ videos of p. We just wanted to play American Idol lmao
@John Smith it came before the ps5 and ps4 lol
@John Smith playstation 3
oh... that must've been awakard
@@Monte8Carlo Oh good lord... That could be traumatic..
Nice but MMMMMM That ps3 nostalgia is bussin
This is making me realize I should leave behind a letter or flash drive with account names and passwords so my family can access all the things I’ve bought and made over the years
Just make sure it’s noticeable and clearly labeled so they don’t throw it away by mistake.
@@laurenciovasquez68 I should leave a letter or something behind too describing where it is
I keep mine in a little book in the freezer and the kids know where it is. My eldest son was brain injured in a car crash and my youngest died unexpectedly of kidney failure. Make things easier on your loved ones.
@@Chahlie I am so very sorry for your losses.
@@bobbyhinner3225 This is a good idea. I wrote up a spreadsheet with everything and put it in the firesafe. I update it periodically. My only child has a key.
3:10 a friend of mine in highschool died of cystic fibrosis. His account on xbox live came online a few weeks later, and they got on Cod campaign on some mission that made his status look like "Friendsnamehere is Online: Just like Old Times."
Found out it was his brother and I removed them
:(
Why you removed him tho
This shit gets to me. I should stop watching rn
Me too.
Yeah I’m a stop too-
My computers and phone would be rather boring to go through - aside from memes.
Some of these stories were rather heart wrenching however.
If you have a family, make sure you have passwords, etc. "written down" in some form (make it known to them) so that your family and loved ones can access information and contents needed.
Life is fragile and fleeting - you never know when your number will be up.
Nah there's now way i'm letting anyone see my stuff
Yup
its my in usb
@@kaenryuuart543 Easy enough to make a bait file that will delete the stuff that would be most interesting.
Going through my mother's computer I found 100s of family pictures.
my son, his daughter, and I were not part of them. It hurt
I'm old. Had a very serious health scare recently
I have since gone on a mission to make sure that when I die there is absolutely no doubt that my son and granddaughter are the most precious, valuable, and loved part of my life
And not in a morbid way, but in a way that I hope makes them smile
And yes, my son has my passwords in case something happens
edit: my "mission" is saving photo's with captions, dedicating songs, letters, and things like that
I had a friend who died in 2019 from suicide. On his computer I found a love confession meant for me. I will never forgive him for leaving me like this. I wish I could tell him I loved him just as he loved me. It’s been hard and I miss him everyday. I still wear his ring he left it to me and it was given to me at his funeral. I will forever regret not telling him sooner. I wish I knew he was suffering (I’m a guy btw)
You're a snake guy?
@@TheNativeEngine no I’m a male
@@immasnakeee6460 Just a joke. About being reptilian. I'm sorry he's gone.
Im sorry for your loss
Sorry for your loss.
A friend's dad had a relationship with a guy in his platoon back in the Vietnam Era. They didn't see any way to be together and both of them were married with kids, so they went their separate ways. No Brokeback Mountain scenario, one died in his 60s from Agent Orange related cancer and that was that for any possible reunion. My friend never had a clue about his dad, a quiet, inexpressive man who was an engineer at Martin Marietta for 40 years. They found out the old-fashioned way, a rubber banded stack of letters in some work papers after he died.
It's a bit disconcerting to think though times have changed that doesn't mean it's all rainbows and glitter from now on.
had to repair a dead guy,s phone (suicide jumped off a bridge,phone was wet..) a lot of happy pictures and a lot of horried people asking if he was ok and sad that he has died
Did you text the people back telling them what happened?
@@cheesecakelover8311 I actually did that once a few years back. Still can't decide if I did a good thing or a bad one in that.
The suicide ones bother me a bit since I survived my suicide attempt and was hospitalized for a few months because of my injuries. I still remember my father once saying to me, "suicide is a cry for help that nobody can hear and they never believe you until it is too late." That opened my mind and I never wanted to try to kill myself ever again.
I'm so sorry that you tried to. I have tried to as well multiple times
@@theonionsystem7779 Sorry to hear that. I took a try at it one time. Toxic plant. Irony was, not only did it not kill me, it actually helped my heart problems get better for a while... Talk about botching an attempt...
I have a little quirk where I try and make my laptop as personal/interesting/self-annotated as possible so that it'll make for a hell of a rabbit hole when I eventually die and it ends up in a random person's hands. Like, I'll occasionally write down random, disjointed diary entries about dumb shit, all of my niche folders where I archive certain things as a hobby have little text document author's notes, and I collect strange/obscure media partially because it helps add to the liminal ambiance. I want this damn thing to be an autobiography when I die, goddamnit. I envy the dude who adopts this thing. -I also kinda hope they're hot, if we're being honest. And preferably a lot like me. It would just make haunting them that much more fun, y'know?-
I write a lot... like A LOT a lot. Fictional stories, fanfiction, music, poetry, rants. You name it. And it's mostly saved to the cloud via google docs, so it's accessible from any device
It's kind of morbid but I hope that when I die someone will go through all of the writing--it would feel good if finally, someone read it. Well... except for the cringey old fanfiction.
As someone who does the same, I hope so to. It'd be nice to have someone read my stories on possessed cat tyrants!
A smut writer would think otherwise 🤣
Same!
Would you go through your own writing and really read all of that? All of your material?
That's one of the things that prevents me from suicide. The concern that someone will read it after I die, and not willing to delete it while still alive. Only a few like that, but still. Post some under a pen name. May get some fans.
Take my advice, I'm sure not using it.
My uncle committed suicide in early 2020, around late 2020 my labtop stopped working. I used his and found his suicide note to his wife, children, and family. Saying how he got jealous of a guy and whatnot, not to blame his wife, but the letter to his daughter was the most surprising.
He was talking about their last conversation, his daughter asked him to call him if he was feeling down so he did, but he didn’t say he was feeling down but he did call. He said he just wanted to hear her voice one more time.
I also found his tax documents. He was pretty well off even though he was living with us.
the person going through my computer will just see 72 tabs open, the last one being a question of what is a gender neutral title, so if i die i at least get to come out. i have tabs of things im interested in, so if i suddenly die people can look at my interests. when i die i want my computer to go to someone who will take the time to look through them, not just someone who will just press the x in the corner.
edit: this happened a couple months ago, and i ended up accidentally getting rid of that window :( however now im at 79 so i guess it isn't horrible.
@@zacharyreynolds4303 I'm kinda hoping some folks will finally forget about a few things my self.... Guess we all kinda want what we feel we don't have.
Don't wait. One thing to fear more then death, is letting fear stop you from living in the first place.
Amen to that I'm a tab hoarder myself and lost them the other day when I accidently closed them and then accidently opened a new tab which erased my recently closed :/
The little horse p**** poem after that one story made me laugh so hard I missed the next 10 minutes of stories
Same
Glad to know I wasn't the only one.
After my husband died, I was going through a bunch of files on his computer, I found about a couple thousand pictures of him with other women! Needless to say,I threw away all mementos of our wedding!
I'm so sorry that they were cheating behind your back
Wow, so sorry to hear that. My own dad was like that. My mom was an amazing and wonderful person. So was my step mom. It was all him, just couldn't think with the right head. If it was a bunch, then he was likely the same, and it wasn't anything against you. He just couldn't get past his own animal nature. Just a guess, see it happen far too much.
The one around 10:30 is kind of creepy because the guy is gone, but an identical replacement in almost perfectly matched personality took his place
I don't know how I'd feel if my best friend or fiancee died...but I'd probably dig through everything
The one about the deceased sex worker made me smile
I hope it's a very long time before you find out.
I got my mom’s stepmother’s old laptop from my grandpa a couple of years ago. I found a lot of flower pictures and pictures from her trip to Italy. They were pretty cool to see.
Shouldn't buy used computers unless you don't have a choice. Always wear clean underwear. You never know when your last day will be..
😆
Why? Not a chance it'll be clean when they find me. With some of the things I do, it'll be 50-50 I crapped them in terror just before I die, or just after.. In a really good accident, first you say it, the you do it... Shi....!!...
I have a close friend that committed suicide about 6 years ago. I saw her 2 weeks before she overdosed. I still see her account on my facebook. I sent "her" a message yesterday. I like to think she can see it from wherever.
After my mom died I found a lot of computer files including a lot of poetry and some short fiction... that was erotic in nature.
You should make it into a book and try to get it published. Or at least laminate it and keep it in memory of her
This video had me so close to crying, then I red the comment and now I’m actually crying
I didn’t expect to cry when I clicked on this. Some are funny, but damn...
I’m glad the police got my grandpas PC and Laptop before he committed suicide. Who knows what would have been found. I knew it was odd my grandpa would want to look over my shoulder when he wanted me to fix random issues with his computers and when I couldn’t figure it out (I’m not computer savvy at all) he refused to take it to a computer repair shop. Even though he walked by one ever weekend at the flea market and I knew the guy who ran it and had a friend my age who was very good with computers.
Back story- a few months before blowing his brains out on his porch, he got arrested for child molestation. All of his computers, cameras, jump drives, Memory cards, printer, phones and who knows what else were confiscated after they raised his house. I wrongfully defended him because I was sheltered from the truth about him while he was alive. I always wondered why my sister and I were never allowed to spend the night with him as kids. Except 1 night and looking back there were some inappropriate moments, for sure.
He claimed innocent till the end. I can’t remember if he had a letter or anything. But from day 1 of him being arrested and let out on bond, he said he would kill himself because he’s not going to be locked up with “N’s”. He was HIGHLY racist. He wasn’t the kind of racist (in his later years) that was just blatantly racist. He would hug, talk and work alongside African American’s but behind closed doors, OMG.... He really showed a lot of his true colors those few months between his arrest and suicide. I lost respect for him more and more each day. I would go see him at least once a week during that time. We really got along and he trusted me with helping him with stuff like getting his affairs in order before he killed himself. Towards the end and really seeing him and him confessing some Fucked up shit he had done. I was just at a point where I was getting him to list shit I wanted, like his van, grandfather clock from Germany, and other things. 🤷🏻♀️. Call me selfish if you will. But I needed a new car and I knew damn well his insurance policy wouldn’t pay out because they had a suicide clause. I kind of wanted the house, but it was in a bad neighborhood and at the time I didn’t think we could afford to take over... Otherwise it was a nice single
Family home. He was single and an OCD neat freak. To the point all the cans In his pantry were categorized and all labels facing forward. That was a common theme throughout his house even in the bathroom with his bathroom products under the sink. We would always go to his house for the major holidays. My dad and I would do A LOT of slightly inconvenient things. We would mix, turn, and move cans around. Even put like a can of tuna in a folded towel in the hall closet. Switch labels on some items. Unorganized his fridge and freezer. Steal a spoon, fork or knife (he had even amounts) and the following holiday he would have a completely new cutlery set just because we took one piece of silverware. Also would take all of his batteries and put them someplace random. We had fun doing it.
I had good memories with him, but what he did (and the mile-long list of shit I found out he did throughout his life once he passed) it’s unforgivable.
He would tell all of us (my sis, me, dad , step mom and whoever else) daily “You don’t believe me? I’m going to do it. It’s just a matter of when.” Considering suicide isn’t an uncommon thing in my family, I had zero reason to not believe him. So every call from my dad or step mom would make my heart drop. The morning came and all my step mom said was “he did it.” That’s it. I saw the police pix from the scene. My poor stepmom had to clean the porch in freezing temps. It had been snowing a day or 2 before and some kinda melted then refroze. She took the rocking chair to the back yard, boxed it down us d scrubbed the shit out of it and hid it behind one of his storage units/toolhouse (I can’t think of the correct term right now. It’s like a ‘she-shed for his outdoor stuff). And had to wash the blood/brains/bone fragments off the front of the brick house and the concrete slab that was his front porch. I found a few brain and bone fragments after his funeral because we had people coming over for food/drinks (and to fulfill their morbid Curiosity) after the funeral.
You know even though it was my grandfather and circumstances I found it very intriguing seen the brains and the bone fragment and in general seeing that type of crime scene or whatever you wanna call it. But the one thing that fucked me up the most was the fact that how could I have known somebody all my life up until that point and not know who they were. There were certainly thoughts in my mind that pointed towards him being that type of person and a few little whispers in the family but I guess I didn’t want to believe it. So I was fucked up for almost a year after it. But I’m good now in my eyes the world is better off without him here.
The history kept on a computer survived, while the cloud storage is gone forever. Think about that.
Getting a DVD burner for cherished software is a must. The cloud is fast and cheap, but like clouds, can dissipate rather easily.
@Nobody comments are not funny you troglodyte Burned CDs don't suffer from rot because they're made differently...
uh, no it's not. It's on a server somewhere.
@@theannoyedmrfloyd3998 Then please explain to me what this is on my burned CDs and DVDs that has rendered them useless after sitting in storage a few years and thinking them safe.
Neither physical or cloud is truly safe. If something's really important, back it up in multiple formats in different locations.
A day shift worker had died. A few weeks later, I was tasked with wiping out his work computer during the night shift and prepare it to be reassigned to someone else. I got into his computer and noticed he kept a record of his personal finances as well. The unfortunate guy had lost everything except his old car. He was down to living in a studio with almost nothing. It was heartbreaking. Truthfully, I felt just a bit happy the old day shift worker had died. His suffering and shame was over. I saw the picture of his apartment. His studio had an old analogue television in it, a sleeper sofa, and two small end tables, that was it. I neve met the day shift worker that had died. But I returned his computer to factory default. I felt really bad. He died forgotten and with nothing.
Going out like that is just the saddest, but hey at least you remember this unknown man
Might have been a mistake to watch this 11 hrs before my friend's funeral. I have no doubt when his computer is finally cracked into, it's going to be a cavalcade of weird memes and orphan jokes. I miss him
Noice. First time I see someone actually use cavalcade in a 21st century context.
So, two months later, how did it work out? I know how I get feeling just seeing my old logs from a game a friend of mine built and I got to help with... And still seeing the people that stole it and had a big hand in her suicide, running what she made... Hope yours has better feelings with it.
@@mstrfool still hurts. Get reminded regularly of stuff we had planned to do that now goes undone. I debate on some of it whether I should still do it or not. Been trying to collect up footage to make a tribute to him but hit a wall with what I've managed to get vs what I know exists.
@@WolvenDragonZ Best of luck on it.
@@myyou7335 I even had to look it up and I'd say my vocab is above average 😅
Imagine opening a pc and a video plays
“Hello, you are most likely watching this after I have faked my death.”
Long story short, when my father died we found out that me and my 2 brothers had 5 half siblings.
Oof
a family friend got into genealogy after he retired, and found out his "dad" was not his real dad. Turns out his mom was a cheater. He had half brothers he never knew.
@@visicircle big oof
I deal with bad things through humor. I figure we should laugh at our pain and troubled, as its a good bet everyone else will. If you're not OK with the same, don't read more.
Good lord! He was cutting you kids in half?!
This was far more heartbreaking that I had anticipated
The first story is awesome!
Most of these stories are nice and the rest aren't too awful, thank goodness.
"Oh yeah. I was supposed to burn that"
Best friend's duty.
"made to feel guilty for invading a dead person's privacy" i would have aswell if it gave me an idea of why he did it.
I wouldn't like it if someone did it to me, and I'd totally understand that they likely felt it a moral imperative. I'd just hope they missed a few of the stories I've written...
19:23 That's when you *DELETE EVERYTHING* , regardless of the person's life status (dead or not). Oh and, install a *LINUX* as an afterthought.
when the dude said he went through his best friends machine and found an untitled word document which was a suicide note,i really had a strong feeling that his best friend wanted him to see the note.
the next person going through my pc will probably just find folders of school work and musical bootlegs as well as a ton of photos
My computer used to belong to my grandad and i was scrolling through pictures and found a picture of a massive spider in my grandma's house. My grandma is still alive and i visit her regularly. Who knows what is lurking there
Apparently granddad did.. And got a picture.
My mom keeps my suicide note of when I was 17 in her bible 🙈 I wish she would throw that thing away.
How come??? You don’t have to answer my question, but just curious 🤨
@@maisypotter5941 I asked her. She just says 🤷🏻♀️
@@itiswhatitis_842 huh. That’s odd lol
I'm going to assume you didn't die. If you are a ghost it would be real simple. If you don't mind, going to try to offer a reason. Not saying it's her reason, just a reason or two someone may do that.
I'd think it would be at a strongly emotional time, and could show things you haven't been able to express at any other time. Also, it would be a reminder of how close she came to loosing you, and to be thankful she didn't. Also keeping it in the Bible would be a way to show god your pain and ask that god holds you pain and helps you.
Just a thought that I hope could make it a bit more acceptable to you that it's still around.
@@mstrfool Thank you for this🙏🏻
I recommend getting a letter with all the your passwords and pins, including bank accounts, with instructions, in a hidden place and tell just one trusted person. I knew of case when a husband was in coma, and her wife that didn't work couldn't access his union secured emergency salary, because she didn't knew the PIN of his debit card.
Good advice!
yes but you cant trust anyone with that, they could fuck you over
@@mverus9460 it depends on your love and trust for the person, and if they actually trust you too then i guess it’s safe to give them your passwords
@@rynzoku8662 there is no one that you can trust that much
instructions unclear. Please send me an example with all your passwords and info. thnx
Old man in library made me cry a bit. That's so beautiful
My dad had a stroke that took away his mind. He screamed he hated me and forgot who I was, which broke my heart being a Daddy's girl. The cancer patient's response at least gave me some closure though. Thanks.
3:58, dear god that grandma's friend is POG
12:11 this made me tear up
My grandpa left me the instruction on how to make cyandie in case I ever wanted to "join him". He also revealed that if I had come and helped him with his computer the day before he killed himself that he might have changed his mind...that last bit fucked me up for a long time.
Listen to me its not your fault don't think about it everyone has rage moment's please just remeber your loved
When my best friend died, I still had the keys to his apartment. I didn't go through his computer. I just put his not encrypted backup CDs in the microwave and threw them away. His family members he didn't speak to since many years came and were very unhappy to find only encrypted files on his computer and weren't able to decrypt them. I acted innocent and didn't know how to decrypt it. They never found out.
judging from the video, you may have deleted some wholesome memories his family would have cherished.
@@visicircle His family was a bunch of dicks who treated my friend as shit. He hated them. He deserved his privacy. I just protected him.
My uncle just died and got buried a couple days ago. My step brother decided to look onto his phone not exactly snooping but to just watch old photos. It did have some old photos but with *cough* youve guessed it, P☆rn. He wasnt really that surprised but kinda shook. The phone didnt even have a password and has p♡rn in it. it was alot like 63 videos some were in his "favorites" album. i just hope that i wont get haunted.
Knowing how unstable my health is, if I were to die in like.. 5-10 years, I hope that my family doesn't touch my shit since they treated me like shit. I just want to leave everything to my boyfriend as he's the most important person in my life. He knows I constantly worry about developing cancer or diabetes and it's mainly because both run like crazy in half of my family. Half of my father's family died from cancer or diabetes, and, oddly enough, my mum's family only has anemia and some other blood-related issues, yet, they live forever. (my mum has epilepsy, though) Like, living to your 90's and 100's is common in my mum's family.
ive never opened a computer but my grandpa gave a message to my mom and now we listen to it on his birthday
My mom's ex-boyfriend gave me his son's Xbox after his son was killed because he didn't want to keep anything of his son's. It had some really good music on it like Linkin Park's demo album and some old KoRn. I lost that Xbox about 6 years ago when moving I think I left it at the old house.
I cried at the Spirited Away one. i mean, who wouldnt?!
Me. Didn't cry at all. That was totally just something in my eye. That's my story, and I'm sticking to in.
Omg im living for the story about the lusty grandma! Go on with yo bad self nana!!
NGL I have a solid feeling that my parents will be very dismissive of me when they pass (not my mom so much but still not solid)
And I'm 100% okay with it. So long as they don't go out their way and find out how to give me a hard time while I'm still alive. I've already come to terms with the potential of me not being a part of their will. I've been persistent enough at seeking my own goals and happiness despite all their criticism and trying to prevent me from doing the things that make me happy. I will say they taught me one good thing. Morals in a weird way. I won't come flying in like a vulture looking for nothing but scraps when they're gone.
Good for you. I can't think of much more rude then to give someone life, then demand they not live it. Parents should want their kids to be happy. If you're able to be happy, then you're doing something right. Not your fault if they forgot what they wished for you as a child.
Twice had my mom or I gone through somebody else's computer. Both times it was the same person, my biological dad.
The first time he was in hospice care and we had gone to the boarding house where he had stayed until he was admitted to hospice on account of being non-compliant with his drugs. He had AIDS. We brought back a ton of his stuff, but only what could fit in my car. The following month we took my adopted dad's - who I consider to be my real dad - truck and drove to pick up the rest of my biological dad's stuff from his case worker. We ended up taking one load of crap to the county landfill and then took another load home. Mostly it was a few books, DVDs, more CDs than you could order from Columbia House (which he probably did do, or BMG), and a ton of blank CDs. Some were marked with either music he had (badly) composed or art he (terribly) produced. Some were labeled with pics from some dress rehearsal (he was an ***ACTOR*** with the local theater troupe), while others were just labeled "pics".
Many CDs were unmarked.
Oh, what glorious things would I find? Information about secret bank accounts? Treasure maps that will have me digging up all of the state of Florida? Last will and testament bequeathing everything to me?
No.
Porn.
Gay Porn.
Barely legal gay porn.
After going through one or two CDs, I took every other CD that was unmarked and proceeded to destroy every single one. Also went through my computer I had at the time (Toshiba laptop) and did a thorough cleansing. Ran the internet security suite three times and ran the file cleaner (CCleaner at the time) five times. Called in a Catholic priest and an Orthodox Jewish Rabbi. Called in a Cherokee Medicine Man/Shaman for good measure.
I may be exaggerating just a tad. Think I only ran the security suite's scanner and file scrubber's scanner once or twice.
As for his legit music CDs? I have a handful of those. He had a broad taste in music, spanning from classical to classic rock to musicals (would have been surprised if I *didn't* see those) and quite a few other genres. I remember finding some Gorillaz and Deep Forest CDs.
And for his DVD collection, I kept a handful (he had the original Animaniacs series on DVD), my parents took a few, and I sold the rest to either Amazon or FYE. The ones I sold to Amazon were some of the Star Trek movies (he was a huge Trekkie) and three seasons of TOS. The ones I sold to FYE were a huge collection of this, that, and the other. Used the money from those DVDs to help pay for a trip to California.
Later we moved him up to Georgia, and a few years later he died. When my mom went through his laptop, she found on his Facebook how he had blamed her for a few things, after they had had a falling-out a year earlier. He made all kinds of accusations and allegations, none of which were true. He had also basically wiped out his bank account, withdrawing money he really didn't have for cigarettes and junk instead of putting it aside for rent and utilities.
I think that u/g00n is dead. I saw his profile and some of his posts are heartbreaking. He says he wants to practice medicine, but he never will get his dream because he will be on chemo for the rest of his life and that makes him sick.
He posted frequently, but his last post/comment was from 6 years ago ;( rip g00n
Wait was this the guy that said he had stage 4 cancer?
@@JukoYT yes
@@afoolsbabybear2266 oh, well i hope they arent dead and just moved off from reddit
@@afoolsbabybear2266 ok so i looked at the profile and some random comments and they described the situstion in one of them "I hope I can find another career, but it's somewhat unlikely. Life expectancy on average from diagnosis for my cancer is 29 months. I was diagnosed March 2013. Only 8-10% of people with my disease live longer than five years from diagnosis.
That said, even though I can't really work, I'm able to spend the lion's share of my waking hours reading and learning, which is something I love to do. If there's an afterlife and I go to heaven, my version would be to learn everything I possibly can.
Your statement about a life friend kind of hit me hard (I know you didn't mean to). I've been an introvert my whole life, to the point of actual significant social anxiety for which I took medication (long before I was diagnosed with cancer).
I got over my introversion (the negative aspects), for the most part, but I have only had two serious relationships with women in my life (I'm 31) and I regret not exploring that aspect of my humanity more. In fact, I kept nearly all of my friends at an arm's length. I always thought there was going to be more time for romance. My excuses were always, "When I finish *x* (insert high school, college, grad school, med school), I'll pursue that." The truth is that I would probably have always been pretty chicken and helpless around girls. I'm fine with being friends with them, but I always felt so hopelessly inept at the thought of approaching them in a romantic fashion that procrastination and denial were always the easiest option. Now that I have a fairly limited life span (according to the statistics), a colostomy bag (I have colon cancer), and very limited finances, I feel that I'm sort of ruined for that kind of thing now. It's my one big regret: putting that wall around me. To top it off, I'm not some sort of basement dwelling neckbeard. I'm actually pretty tall, thin, funny, and smart. I should have done quite well if I hadn't been so damned frightened of what in reality is nothing at all.
All that said, I'm still fucking lucky all things considered. I have a wonderful family. My mother has been my greatest champion through all this. One very positive thing is that she and I have actually become great (even best) friends through all this. I'm impossibly blessed to have her. I also have good insurance and I'm treated as a VIP when it comes to my cancer care because of my status as a physician (albeit non-practicing).
It's a great irony that we all know intellectually how fragile and precious life is, but it always takes something like this for you to *understand* what that means.
If anyone cares, I wrote an article about my experience in a magazine for med students.
Here it is. www.amsa.org/AMSA/Homepage/Publications/TheNewPhysician/2013/v62-5Patient-Student.aspx " this was writen 6 years ago
@@JukoYT Yup, the dude is definitely dead. Rip g00n
I really shouldn't be watching these stories, they always make me afraid I am gonna die soon or that loved ones are gonna die
21:50 that person is incredibly lucky, it is a terrible and I mean terrible idea to plug in a usb you found on the ground. You don't know what's on that usb. There's a type of hack that involves leaving an infected usb somewhere and waiting for someone to plug it it, once the usb is plugged in it automatically infects the machine and now the hacker has access to your computer.
I watched a dude come into starbucks one day and ask people if he could plug into their computers so he could check on something. Some poor bastard next to me did it. I had to tell him what a bad move that was after the dude left.
I just hope my Minecraft texture pack folder which contains over 900 texture packs doesn't get lost when i die. This is everything I have and I spent more then 5 months on it.
The grandma’s friend who didn’t burn those letters had ONE JOB!! SMH 🤦🏽♀️
This video is so sweet and wholesome, well some of it but I really loved it
When I die, I hope someone can inherit my BL collection
U don’t have to b dead to share it👀
Asama has a good point there.
My Grandma Let Me Experiment With Her Old Desktop (She's Still Alive!)
I Couldn't Log In Because Having A Horrible Memory Runs Through The Family, But There Were Probably Whitney Houston Songs On It.
you're voice is so soothing!
pleZae make A VIDEO CALLED "R/AMONG US TIMES
Its a ai i think
Why would you go through a dead person's computer? In this modern age where we store so much personal stuff on them, it just seems wrong.
if they're dead they can't tell you to not look through it, unless they say it on a note or something
@@nonotdrschwa5677 Just seems so personal. To be fair I think that reading dead people's diaries/journals is a bit fucked up too.
But on the other hand they are such good sources of information on the time period in which they are from.
Basically. I am conflicted.
@@KarlPHorse plus, if it was a murder or unknown cause of death, they could search their belongings for clues
@14:15 is exactly why you CANNOT trust the cloud with priceless stuff.
It’s funny hearing about dead peoples P files . Especially them being read out in the posh robot voice lol
I swear to god, my family is immortal. None of my family members EVER died. My one grandpa was sick 2 times in 3 weeks, has trouble walking, but is just fine. Even his hair is growing back!!!
my other Grandma is 91 years old, so she is very close to beating the queen of england herself!
And if one of them will die at *some point* , I would probably end up with atleast 1 or 2 fully furnished houses.
I'm not kidding.
I loved the Jessica's farm story. That is love....😍
me- looks at dead relative's search history
his search history- how to kill a nephew
me- ...
The one that had this little brothers big brother die, and the computers search history was wiped, it’s fairly common for a happy person to be quite depressed, take me, for example, my life’s a shitty mess but I don’t want to share it, I don’t want people to worry over me, so I act all happy and everything, even though I’m depressed, I don’t want my mom to be more stressed than she already is.
Tell someone. Now. My son died at 19. I have a spare room all done up just waiting for someone in need, and other people do as well. People die of illness and accident when they don't want to. You were made for more, and I bet that one day you will save someone's life. Start by going to donate blood. You sound young and can donate bone marrow or stem cells or part of your liver, or a kidney. People die waiting for a kidney and you have a spare.
I get that and usually have the same mindset. All I say is that when it gets really bad, please tell someone. You aren’t bothering them or stressing them out. They would want you to tell them and they will be there. Even if they have a lot going on they would want to know. So please in the really bad times, it’s okay to ask someone for help.
The one about the wife with the goals made me cry
I had a friend who passed away, when I opened up her computer it was totally blank. It was as if it had been wiped clean. I had been using it the night before she died. I had her passwords and everything and it was wiped clean.
5:01 that’s a real homie
When my uncle died we found divorce papers he had been married in the 60s we didn't know about it. The wife cheated on him so he divorced. Also found paperwork with family history showing our family was Jewish and came from Germany to America in the 1700s changed the spelling of our names and coverted to Christianity
I was married to this guy for 28 years,the last 15 years of our marriage he stopped making love to me,anyway,I went thru his computer after he died and found thousands of pictures of him with other women!
Was given my neighbors, husbands PC after he passed away from cancer. He was the county sheriff for over 20 years and i found a folder that was full of gruesome crime scene photos. I don’t think the PC was official or was supposed to contain these images...it seemed like he had a thing for them or something and he had copied them from the sheriffs dept.
3:45, I can also make batch files and hide them as a folder
Recycling centers are often owned by organized crime. Sometimes they go through old computers to look for banking records, and such. Mostly it's a waste of time, because computer hard drives are just full junk, and old games. So, the night watchman at one of these place was hooking up hard drives, and finding nothing. Then, he found a bunch of books written by who ever owned the computer. He thought he had hit the jack pot. So he took the drive home, and printed up one of the books. It wasn't that easy, you have to find an agent, and still it hard work get a book published. So, he worked on that for a few years, and there is all this trouble to getting a book published. He was told, he had to change this, or that. He paid someone to do that. He needed editors. He did that. He did this for quite a while, and never got anywhere. He had all the books in the old hard drive, transfer to flash memory, and had printed up final drafts, but couldn't get the things published. So, finally gave up, but he had people read the books he had. Everyone thought they were good as stuff they read, and couldn't understand why no one want to publish them. The guy felt bad, but he said, "At least I wasn't the guy wrote them. I wonder if he shot himseldf?"
My friend and I both still have Miis of our dead cats on Wii Fit Plus. At least they will never die.
man that poetry kid.
pretty sad his book will never be finished ):
The one about the guy with the audio files singing to his kids made me so, so sad 😭
I was in a social group with an older gentleman I think he was probably about 70 years old and he had copd. He was a nice enough guy and everyone liked him but sure enough he passed away one weekend when we were supposed to meet. We all found out he had passed away and everybody went to his funeral and paid their respects.
It later got around the group that some of the members were questioned from the local police department because apparently they were just about to bust this guy for "adult themed videos of kids" and continue to investigate a little bit after he died I guess just because they wanted to confirm their suspicions or something.
This Oughta Be REALLY GOOD...😜🤪
Awww..
To me it turned out more sad than "good" though!
is it only me who realized that it laughed at 8:57 when it said discovered?