Hi everyone,
So to simply put it: I lost my father to suicide last week Monday. I am enduring the fact of being his daughter that found him at the barn, and having to call my mom at work.
He had been dealing with back pain for years. Went through surgeries that didn’t work, and suffered from depression that he didn’t deal with.
He was a great man who loved helping people, but really struggled with asking for help. The typical John Wayne farm boy mentality “you’re the man of the house.”
I have some therapy appointments scheduled but I wanted to reach out to anyone who has handled losing a family member this way/ended being the person finding that family member. Just really trying to be strong but finding that it’s harder than I thought it would be: