its 2 years since my boy Tony ended his life. I have no idea why. the police came in the early hours of Christmas morning to tell me.
He was only 27, strong, funny, kind and loved by so many people.
He was living in Australia, I thought he might settle there, he'd been travelling but loved Australia. He surprised me by coming home on my birthday in 2019, that was the last time I saw him.
I dont know what else to say, except I miss him so fucking much, the pain is unbearable and I just don't understand why.