A Public Service Announcement 📢
Seventeen Years Ago...
My mom was found dead at the age of 74 from a self-inflicted gunshot wound. As a family member of a suicide victim, I questioned every interaction and felt a mix of guilt, anger, and confusion. For years, I battled with my feelings and struggled to find anything authentic about her. While I said I forgave her, forgetting was much harder, especially after cleaning up the aftermath and reading harsh letters she left behind.
I sought help from a Christian counselor, navigating the painful journey - to understand my mom's struggle with mental illness, specifically depression and anxiety. Over time, I've connected with others who have faced similar losses and joined with the
The good news is I am learning to love my Mom again and focus on the good times. I view her in two ways—my Mommy and my Mother. She feels like two different people. I chose to concentrate on my Mommy, the one I eagerly came home to after school, who lovingly cared for me when I was sick and stood by my side during childhood challenges.
Having a Heavenly Father who loves me more than any earthly parent is a true blessing. Over the past 17 years, I have experienced His unconditional love and found forgiveness for my anger toward her.
If you know someone struggling with depression or mental illness, please explore available resources. With the right support and treatment, many can find hope. I encourage those with depression to prioritize their well-being through medication and support from loved ones. Remember, there's a key difference between feeling sad and experiencing depression.
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