how to find the balance between not obsessively lamenting about my mom's suicide vs. not ignoring a very potent and sustained traumatic life event that changed the way my brain works. asking for a friend
i feel bad mentioning it anymore but idk sometimes you have a parent and they kill themselves and you're left with a whole life of having known them to overthink about and probably sustained a brain injury from all of the mental strain and isolation that comes with it
maybe sometimes im allowed to complain about how much this sucks and am not doing anything wrong for hurting so bad















