I repost the same pictures because there are no more new photos of you. I know your wishes were for me to forget about you, but I can’t. I’m trying my best to find happiness in my life like you wanted, but I continue to have my broken heart attacks without your existence. I knew that our last Halloween we spent together there was something wrong, but I had no clue that it would lead to this. But I now know that the sharp pain and agony I feel without you, is nothing compared to what you felt inside. I don’t know how you survived as long as you did Brett.
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After my husband ended his life I was completely devastated and felt as if I was torn into pieces that could never be put back together. How could life go on? The emotional pain he ended was unknowingly passed onto me. I knew I needed help quickly. I joined a support group called SASS (Suicide Awareness Survivor Support) who supports the ones left behind after a loved one's suicide and also helps raise mental health awareness. I will never get over my husband's death, but I now know that I can get through it, thanks to SASS. I sweep nothing under the rug. By starting an open and honest conversation I hope to help break down the stigmas and start raising mental health awareness. Together we can stay above the rug!
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Above the Rug 