My brother's passing fucked my life up even more so than it already was. People told me that my pain will subside over time....Bullshit!! They said he will be with me forever....Bullshit!! That he’s in a better place now.... Bullshit!!
The pain of losing my little brother Kingston has not and will never subside; I just found a place for it.
I know he's not physically with me all the time but I wear him on my sleeve, on my shoulder and in my heart. His name is what I will carry and will be with me for the rest of my life, till we meet again, and seek refuge from my hurt, knowing that one day I will be with him again.
Suicide is the hardest "thing" to put into perspective let alone understand. All we can do is talk about it and bring awareness to it.
I want to say what I did do to cope but.....I don’t think I can put it on here....