Andrew’s death eleven months ago took everyone by surprise. At 30, he had always been a healthy eater, consistent fitness enthusiast and had established a solid career in software engineering. As a father of two, his love for his family had always been expressed loudly. They were on course to move into a bigger house...
Tag: <span>suicide</span>
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PIECES OF MYSELF
These flowers, they are the only beautiful thing left that I can give. What else else can one give to someone buried six feet underground.
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drawing my suicide
As a pencil artist I am pretty intentional. Almost like every line I draw is a reflection of the precision of my thought process. I draw a lot of different things, but not in their natural form. All my work is almost a sarcastic contempt of the vanity of existence. I remember this one time...
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Like I Want to End It, Before It Ends Me
“Annalisa wait! I can explain…..it’s not what you think it is or what it looks like. Just let me talk to you. Anna……Anna wait!!!” That’s just about the last I heard before my sobs became the only sound I could hear in the silent Saturday night. I remember just running, like somehow the distance I...