I am an emotionally naked TEDx speaker, and author of the Book, Diary of a Broken Mind. I raised two boys, Richard and Charles, and lost my youngest son, Charles to substance use disorder and suicide June 5, 2015. I help people foster a culture of connection to prevent suicide, reduce substance misuse and find life after loss. My motivational, training and workshop topics include suicide prevention, addiction, mental illness, and grief.
As talented and funny as Charles was, letting other people know they matter was his greatest gift. And now the legacy I try and carry forward in my son's memory.
Professional Speaker Website. Trained in ASIST and trainer for the evidence-based 4-hour training for everyone called safeTALK.
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4 thoughts on “Emptiness”
Yep surreal. 21 months now into this journey. Second birthday coming July 6. The tears don’t make it up to the eyes as much as they used to. At 20 months I noticed that. But I still wake up every morning and fight off the movie reel that plays his life from early childhood innocence up to envisioning my 21 year old boy hanging from his bedroom closet door in LA 2,000 away from me in South Carolina. But it’s never been about me. It’s the empathy and chronic sadness that I feel for what he must have been going through.
You and I have talked about how close together our death anniversaries are. That haunts me, too. All that pain and sadness he carried and didn’t share with me.
Yep surreal. 21 months now into this journey. Second birthday coming July 6. The tears don’t make it up to the eyes as much as they used to. At 20 months I noticed that. But I still wake up every morning and fight off the movie reel that plays his life from early childhood innocence up to envisioning my 21 year old boy hanging from his bedroom closet door in LA 2,000 away from me in South Carolina. But it’s never been about me. It’s the empathy and chronic sadness that I feel for what he must have been going through.
You and I have talked about how close together our death anniversaries are. That haunts me, too. All that pain and sadness he carried and didn’t share with me.
I don’t know this feeling myself, but my heart grieves for you and the other families who know this all too well… Much love to you, Anne Moss. ❤️
I think I’m not taking to my oldest and now my only moving to LA. It’s hit me all of a sudden.