Offering hope, comfort and support for survivors of suicide loss.
Being a survivor of a suicide loss is hard, there is no question about it. We are left with an unfinished story. We struggle to find people who understand the pain we are feeling. We work to make sense of this new world we are living in. We all know how difficult it is. So, why are we so hard on ourselves? I often hear other survivors of a suicide loss talk about their struggles. They talk about their flaws in their ability to grieve, ...
I’ve been thinking a lot about hope recently and wrestling with the thought that it’s no longer as prevalent in my life as it used to be. I feel like I have been grasping for things to feel hopeful about but falling flat. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it but challenged myself with internal reflection and conversations with my grief therapist to determine where this was all coming from, more than five years after my dad’s death.
I want to ...
Talking about our loved ones after their death is especially difficult after a suicide. Not only is it painful for the survivor of the loss, but we have the added bonus of the other persons discomfort. That "Oh my gosh, what do I say" face. I think the most frustrating thing for me is the feeling that I have after. This overwhelming sense that I need to defend my dad's character. I have a wide array of stories about my dad, and still to this ...
In the wake of losing a loved one, many survivors determine change is necessary to help them move on. When my dad died, that change for me turned out to be a new job. Guest blogger Jean Mellano returns with a reflection on the change she is beginning to pursue.
The time has come for me to start a new chapter in my life.
I am just plodding through every day now, always waking up in a life that is so routine to me. What is obviously missing ...
Guilt is a topic covered on our blog quite often. It is one of the most difficult pieces to work through on your grief journey. Releasing yourself from the weight of guilt takes time. For me, it was the most difficult part to release. Letting go of the guilt felt like I was letting go of my father. After allowing it to weigh me down for far to long, I had to ask myself, "What is this doing for me?" Nothing. At least, nothing positive. ...
