My support group is starting a first responder team that will help families in Kansas City the day they find out they have lost a loved one to suicide. I think about the horrific day I found my husband and how I felt like I was going to die, that I didn’t understand what i was looking at, like my heart was ripped out of my chest to see the man I love was grey and gone, and I too wanted to be taken away in a body bag…and then I think if I had someone who went through the same thing I was going through at that time, had come to help me that night…to show me that I can get through (not over) his death..to tell me that it wasn’t my fault, to not be ashamed, that I wasn’t alone, that I will be able to smile again one day, that you may feel like you want to die, but that crushing feeling won’t feel intense forever… I can’t wait to be apart of this team.
June 21, 2017
Above the Rug 