suicide is one I will never forget. The shock, the confusion, the anger, the betrayal can never be erased from my memory even if I tried.
From that moment on my life changed forever; the motions happened and responsibilities heavily sank in. For a long time after, I was still unable to clarify who I was mourning for, the mother I had, or the mother I always wished I had.Her battle had been a long one, ending in loneliness, despair and fear.
For everyone in our closeknit community, she was free spirited, friendly and a picture of beauty adorned in gold jewels and luxury.
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