My brother, Matthew, committed suicide a little over 3 years ago and I am so broken from it. He was severely depressed and I never understood – I wasnt as compassionate as I should have been when he was alive. I feel that all of his pain and suffering has just flown into me – I am so unhappy but no one knows. I put on such a front and pretend I’m fine to my family – particularly because I know what Matts death has done to them and I’m all they have left. My heart feels so heavy all of the time, I feel […]
