New here - Its been 8 months and 14 days. He was my best friend and we always were on the same page with what ever life threw at us.
On the day he took his own life I did not do everything I could have to stop/help him.
I feel like I pulled the trigger - but dont understand at all why he did it. He was always the strong one. You can imagine what this does to my mindset.
I knew him for 17 years and reading what others wrote on here, I know that's not the longest but it is about half of my life. Basically my whole adult life.
My first child was born in November and I feel like every time I try to be happy with my new daughter and wife that I am doing something terribly wrong.
Can anyone relate? Advice?
If you read this thanks - and I know reading what others have wrote on here helped me, if even just a little.