Location : Wasted Space Job/hobbies : Cayman Islands Actuary
Subject: Surviving a loved one's suicide Fri Dec 30, 2016 8:12 pm
In the witching hour of a winter night, I sat alone in my kitchen, shovelling cereal into my mouth while tears poured down my face.
My chest heaved, a panic taking hold, and I sobbed into my hands to muffle the sound. Upstairs, my marriage was drifting away and my kids were asleep, the pain in their dad's bleary blue eyes still unknown to them.