“I understand what it feels like to sit in the parking lot of a liquor store waiting for the open sign to turn on. To look my heartbroken child in the face, knowing I’m at the root of that pain.”
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“I understand what it feels like to sit in the parking lot of a liquor store waiting for the open sign to turn on. To look my heartbroken child in the face, knowing I’m at the root of that pain.”
“The energy in the air felt thick—off in some way. But I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. ‘It must be nerves about the move,’ I rationalized.”
“I’m his voice when he is voiceless. I’m going to always speak up for my child and his mental health.”
“My grandpa left me with a note: ‘Jennifer, lean on me.’ It was the clearest message I could have received.”
“The house was full of cards and bunches of flowers…dead ones. When I mentioned all of the gifts she said, ‘Yes, people have been so kind.’ ‘Hmmm,’ I thought. ‘They might have been kind, but they’ve also been completely thoughtless.'”
“As he got closer, he saw me and was shocked. He just kept saying, ‘Oh my god, I can’t believe this is really happening!’ I gave him a big hug and felt his heart racing.”
“You may be blessed to have children. You may be fortunate enough that your own mom and grandma are still nearby. Or, you may feel all alone, drowning in your own tears and pain.”
“As the man I love changes before my eyes, I try to take in and make the most of each new stage. If I were to ever lose him, I’d want to remember as much of him as I can. The good and the bad.”
“He didn’t withdraw from friends or family. He didn’t talk about wanting to hurt himself. I don’t have any answers, but I want to make sure this doesn’t happen to anyone else.”
“I remember holding his big, hairy hand, rubbing his big, hairy, navy ship-tattooed forearm, his head on my chest while I rocked him as if the roles were reversed and he was my child and I was his parent.”