I found out on Thursday one of DD’s nursery friend’s dad killed himself last summer and I can’t stop thinking about it.
Dd and his Dd were friends from 8 months until they both went to school. They moved away so we saw them periodically, but as the girls grew up it became less frequent.
I read an article on Thursday about his death and it hit me like a million ton of bricks. We’d seen him maybe 3 months before?
I just can’t compute the way that he ended his life with the man I’d known. I know people hide it well, but he was honestly so lovely. I feel so sad about it all and because it was last year feel like I have no where to put the grief.
I feel selfish af feeling like this.