TW: death, suicide Last July, my friend J was found in a park, dead by his own hand. And I lost it. I’m still not completely sure why: though he’d been a huge influence on me, he’d also been out of my life for several years.
With feelings like anger, there are times when letting go is the better of the available options. Whether we do it is something else. I have been known, on the very odd occasion, to hold onto anger, but letting go is something I have become better at. It’s something I have had to get better […]