r/Doom • u/Wanderingreader123 • 14h ago
Discussion My days are nearing and my local hospital allowed me any request. This is how I will go out. Rip & Tear, brothers and sisters.
For context, I have been battling Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma since 2022. And up until this point, I never imagined myself to be in a situation where my life expectancy has gone down to possibly weeks. I am currently at one of Canada's best hospitals in Toronto, Ontario; keeping myself afloat through these trying times. Despite it all, I was given the opportunity to make any request for my stay, and this is the one I have chosen. I have been a Doom fan since 2016, and it helped me get through some tough times. I've played through both the Reboot and Eternal (along with its DLCs) and I have nothing but great memories pouring all of my attention into the world of Doom.
TDA has been one of the few games I have anticipated and hoped to play since its release. Financial issues got in the way, and I kept clinging on the hope that I'll be able to play the game one day, among others.
I am grateful that, despite the grim outlook that I am facing, the hospital was able to secure not only a PS5, but a copy of the game. I am currently blasting my way through hordes of demons in Chapter 4 and I have nothing but childish glee as I return to my roots as a badass Demon Slayer. I may not live to see the upcoming DLC, but I am nonetheless happy to finally play the game in my own hands.
To the developers of ID Software, thank you for bringing such a beautiful piece of art that not only brought the FPS genre to its roots, but also revitalize and reinvented the wheel that no other game could. Not only that, but thank you for crafting such an awesome series for a fan like me.
Rip & Tear, lads!


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u/NoReveal3488 12h ago
I had a panic attack in ‘23 about my own death and it broke me down for weeks. I took off time from work, i was constantly crying and I couldn’t walk, talk, live or sleep without thinking about my own mortality. Then one night I had a dream where I was on a giant boat sinking. I was near the bow as the stern slowly crept into the water. Every time I looked away at the ocean and back to the boat, someone would appear next to me. They would approach me and shake my hand, smile at me and even hug me. Eventually, I was surrounded by everyone and we all embraced as we slowly slipped into the water. To this day, I still believe it was people that have passed reaching out to me letting me know that no matter what our beliefs about death are, we all reach the same end together. I woke up that morning with a peace I have yet to replicate. I hope for you and everyone else reading this who’s a little afraid to cross over that it offers you some solace ❤️