This Is Us
Ashes, Ashes Everywhere
On losing, and finding, my son
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6 min readDec 15, 2020
The first days after my son’s suicide were punctuated with question marks. Words uttered in library whispers by well-meaning relatives or friends hinted at the questions that always swirl around suicide. None of them were answerable, except to say that my son was fiercely private about his inner struggles. He didn’t want to…
