On March 21st 2021, my world crumbled. Everything I knew, or thought I knew, was ripped out from under me. I found my son dead. He had taken his own life. He would have been 23 on 6th April 2021. My son's name is Liam.
My most recent sick note says
“Bereavement - low mood”
I guess there aren’t really the words but personally, I wouldn’t describe trying to survive after the death of your child as ‘low mood’. It runs out on my son’s death date. Like a sick joke.
#suicide#Child#SuddenDeath
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‘Unremarkable’.
That’s how my 22 year old son’s heart was described at the coroners hearing.
Unfuckingremarkable.
Can you imagine hearing that?
How dare this next year start without him.
How dare the world keep turning.
I am losing my mind.
#BROKEN
@griefmedchild Liam took his own life. I think I’m that moment, part of me wanted it to be physical so that I had an explanation. But I know it doesn’t make a difference why or how. They are gone. I know they are just words & terms used but they hurt don’t they. Every bit of him was remarkable.
@william30726399 Weirdly, I think maybe I wanted to hear he was physically unwell, almost to make sense of things. I appreciate that in itself makes no sense.
@glachlan I guess there are some things that can’t ever be made to sound acceptable. There were many things from the report that weren’t mentioned. I left with a mental list of things I intended to complain about but realised that I would’ve always found that someone used the wrong words.
On March 21st 2021, my world crumbled. Everything I knew, or thought I knew, was ripped out from under me. I found my son dead. He had taken his own life. He would have been 23 on 6th April 2021. My son's name is Liam.
@NixterJ I am under the community mental health team but honestly, I’d say that doesn’t count. I think we reach a place that feels beyond help. A place that only we know. I think sometimes others that don’t feel how we do can sometimes make us feel even more alone. If that makes sense?