It’s always tough for those left behind. I know quite a few ppl that took their life. A cousin. He hung himself. I was 16. He wasn’t much older.

I figure to get to those places. Of whatever it takes. To end oneself. The ones that are left behind. We have a responsibility. To not dismiss their pain. To respect. Their choice. To honor. Their courage. To love. Their spirit. Even in transition. Especially after.

I am sorry for your loss. I know that your heart doesnt miss him any less.