The effects of suicide on family and friends.
This post contains a single curse word, I try to keep my posts clean, but for the sake of accuracy I have used a single word, I’ve starred it out. I apologize if the language offends, and if this post must be removed, I understand.
I dreamt of my love today, I laid down for a 2 hour nap, I closed my eyes and she was all I saw. I dreamt she had moved on, there was no room for me in the picture any more. A lot of it is foggy (as most dreams are for me) but I clearly remember being on my knees […]