Family liking life suicide

When You're Constantly Worried Someone You Love Will Die by Suicide

I remember her red puffy eyes, her chapped cheeks from her tears, tears that continued to run down her face and soak her neck.

I recall her agitation, the slump of her defeated shoulders, her hands that she was wringing and the fact that she couldn’t look me in the eye.

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