I have a good friend on the internet, we haven't met in person, but we talked a lot over the years and mean something to each other. I also learned to know his best friend, with whom I've had sporadic, but meaningful conversation. I don't know him very well, but well enough to know that he's a wonderful chap.
Two weeks ago, his 16-year-old son killed himself.
Now I'm chronically suicidal for 15 years now, I've made a few attempts. I'm very unstable, my situation has improved a lot over the last three years, but the darkness keeps coming back, and I don't even know if I even want it to go. Time and again, I want
the darkness to consume me.
But this is new to me, someone who I care about lost his own child to suicide. It's so awful. I knew
that such a loss is devastating, but now I feel
it. It makes me think. A lot.
He shared this blog article. I think it's a great piece on how to deal and how not to deal with other people's grief. I want to share it here too because I think it's important. It's titled "Everything Doesn't Happen for a Reason".
Everything Doesn't Happen For A Reason ? Tim Lawrence