Every time I hear a parent has lost someone to suicide, I breaks my heart to think of the journey ahead of them.
Those feelings that your love was not enough to keep your child here.
Those feelings that your child made a choice to leave you.
Those thoughts that you could have done something to prevent this and the awful recurring coulda, woulda, shouldas that plague you for days, months and even years after.
The fear of not knowing what lies ahead or how to manage life going forward. How do you keep a job? How do you stay married? … Read more...