My anger quelled today. I realized a number of things that were flawed in my thought process about my aunt dying at the hands of the pandemic. The magic that I believed in was tested and I feel like I partially failed at that test. Here’s what I learned. Anger is Part of the Normal
People are sick. People are dying. My family barely braced for the loss of my aunt Joanne, before she was gone faster than a speeding train. I am feeling the pain, agony and desperation of loss in the air and it’s suffocating me. I feel like each death is leaving its mark on me. Death
Suicide is not selfish. Suicide is deep and inescapable pain that could only be ended when life is over. September 10th is World Suicide Prevention Day, educate yourself on suicide and save a life.