A good friend of mine lost her 17 year old son to suicide last night. Heartbroken. Gutted. I planned to hijack my meeting tonight but couldn’t muster up the words.
He was a great kid. I am angry. I am sad. I feel helpless and afraid for my own kids who are only a couple years younger than he was. But I’m sober. And I wouldn’t do anybody any good if I wasn’t.