On New Year’s Eve, we rang in 2020 with smiles, laughter, Chinese food, and games. The next day, I attended a memorial for my nephew. Both were celebrations of life – a celebration embracing the good moments and bidding good riddance for the bad and a life cut short, but to be honored.
How sad that there has to be a “National Suicide Month.” I understand it is to bring awareness to the (lack of) mental health situation in both society and the medical world. My primary intention here is to present a positive picture of a caring, vibrant and brilliant young man suffering from paranoid audible schizophrenia.