Not today…

Some days I feel more positive than others. Today I don’t. Thoughts about my father consume me. I replay scenarios in my head over and over, wishing that somehow I could time travel and take away some of the pain and suffering he was going through. It’s no joke when they say that it’s a life sentence for the loved ones left behind after someone takes their life. Sometimes I feel like my mind is trapped in solitary confinement. Others are just going about their lives while I’m here completely consumed and plagued with worry and guilt. It’s suffocating…

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