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The hardest part about missing someone who killed themselves is not blaming yourself for their death.
I find myself avoiding thinking about him because I feel so guilty, so hypocritical, and so hurt. Will I ever fall asleep without thinking about him first? Will I ever stop feeling like there was something I could have done? I'm afraid once student teaching is over and things slow down all I will be left with is guilt and sadness.
I find myself avoiding thinking about him because I feel so guilty, so hypocritical, and so hurt. Will I ever fall asleep without thinking about him first? Will I ever stop feeling like there was something I could have done? I'm afraid once student teaching is over and things slow down all I will be left with is guilt and sadness.