Last week was suicide prevention week. This post is going to be as raw and real as I have ever posted. My father lost his life to suicide in 1995 at the age of 57. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him; the pain is as real today as if was the day I lost him. For me his death is also a constant reminder of how my life turned out because I chose life. At the age of 17 I thought the world would be a better place without me and I tried to end my life. This video is a a tribute to the life I would have never known had I succeeded. We can’t be silent anymore about this subject. Share your story, listen to others and never judge and always show love.
#notyourtypicalgrandmother