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The Suicide Survivor: After the Storm

I don’t realize right away that it’s brewing, bubbling underneath the surface.  Perhaps afterwards I’ll look back and see how I slowly started pushing people away, how I snapped at misunderstood words instead of seeking clarity, how I woke up feeling a little more under the weather than simple coffee could right.   688 more words

Why the 4th of July Isn't All Fun & Games for Me

4th of July is a celebration to most.  Known as America’s birthday, July 4 marks the anniversary of the day when the Declaration of Independence was adopted by the Continental Congress back in 1776.   595 more words

Suicide Survivor

The Two Faces of Evie

I thought it was just me that had a face for the world and then one with the cracks that I tend to keep for behind the closed doors of our home. 938 more words

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When He Died, He Destroyed My Sons' Security

“Don’t worry, Mommy.  I’ll never leave you.  I’ll make sure to shoot the bad guys.  Should I shoot them?  I’ll help you run away if we don’t have a gun.” 544 more words

Why Am I So Angry?

My youngest curls up next to me, rubbing his little hand over my collarbone and my neck.  Eventually he starts touching my face.  “Please, knock that off,” I snap.   1,211 more words

The Real Days of Single Parenting After Suicide

I remember the moment I realized that from here on out I was all alone.  I was walking down the stairs, my children needed attention, and I felt heavy and tired.   1,422 more words

Where is God After Suicide?

“Mommy is my daddy in heaven? Or is he in hell?” my eight-year-old asks.  He pauses slightly.  “Sometimes I don’t know.”  He frowns and looks up at me expecting an answer.   566 more words