Totaled my late grandpa's car today and I can't stop crying — anyone else been here?
I don't even know why I'm posting this. I guess I just need to get it out somewhere.
This morning I hit a patch of black ice on my way to work and lost complete control. Spun across two lanes and went hood-first into a concrete barrier. Airbags deployed, I walked away with a bruised sternum and some whiplash, but the car… it's gone.
Here's the thing that's gutting me: the car was my grandfather's. He passed two years ago and left it to me specifically. It was a late-80s pickup — faded red, a little beat up, smelled like him somehow still. The cassette player only worked if you pushed on it just right. Everybody in my family called it an embarrassment and told me to sell it and get something newer. I refused every single time. That truck felt like the last real connection I had to him.
Insurance is already calling it a total loss. I know logically it's "just a vehicle" and that I'm lucky to be physically okay. But I feel like I lost him all over again today.
Has anyone else gone through losing a car that meant something beyond just transportation? How do you even deal with the insurance process when you're this emotional about it? I'm scared I'm going to just agree to whatever number they throw at me because I can barely think straight right now.
Also — should I be getting checked out more thoroughly? My chest hurts and my neck is stiff but the ER said I was fine to go home.