Share via: More Sometimes I just can’t believe I’m the one that lost a child. That was something that happened to other people. Not me. And not only did my child die, he died by suicide. I could argue that I know my purpose nowBut this “purpose” has such a high price tag. Some days … Continue reading How did I end up in this f—ing club?
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