It’s been a little over 10 months since my only son Brady died at age 16 of suicide. I have cried many tears. I have experienced many strange and horrifying thoughts and feelings. I’ve endured dozens of sometimes-grueling therapy sessions and devoted great energy and attention to many different coping strategies. I have spent hundreds of hours participating in online grief support groups for bereaved parents. I have read and heard a lot of tragic stories and heart-rending cries for help.
I have not gotten over it yet. But I have gotten really tired of hearing, “You never get over the death of a child.” This is a message I do not like. I consider it harmful. I regard it as inaccurate. I would be pleased if I never heard it again. I am facing the toughest struggle of my life, and it’s not helping.
The Argument For Never Getting…
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