4-11-14 will make the one year mark of my daughter Kaitlyn taking her own life. During this time I have had the emotions of feeling I was going to die, wishing I would die, grief, horrendous pain, disbelief, believing I was actually living in hell, questioning life and the horrible things that happen on earth, questioning everything I ever thought to be true, not caring about anything much less myself, eating, and basically living the most horrible existence that I could ever imagine. I quit my job, have not worked since, have for the most part disengaged myself from almost every social encounter that I’ve ever taken place in. No more church, fewer visits to family, for the most part I don’t even know who I am anymore.
I’ve tried to go back to work after a few months. Once I tried at a veterinary office (I’m a nurse but…
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