This, from a dear friend of mine in California. Please read and take her closing words to heart.
And if you are hurting so desperately that you can see no way out but to take your own life, know that you will take many others with you. And, I beg you, seek help.
My loving, kind, hilarious, and talented brother took his own life this week. Why and fuck are two words I continue to say at least once an hour. The tears flow as I think of his beloved wife and the days, weeks, and years ahead of her. My heart breaks as I think of my other two brothers that are grieving their best friend and faithful companion. And I fall into a puddle of grief as I imagine the heartbreak of all our parents.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
When I was little, we would go to the beach and play in the waves. Sometimes a wave larger than we were expecting would crash over our heads and take us under the water. Sometimes we would swallow large amounts of salt water. Others, the wave would tumble us into the sand and we would be dragged along the ground. Others…
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