A Slow Voyage of Acceptance

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“I don’t know how to tell you this… [your brother] passed away this morning.”

I had to read the message several times before I processed it. Then my legs stopped holding me up. I sat down hard.

I wasn’t close to my brother, but he trusted me. I’d always assumed that he would kill himself one day, but expecting something doesn’t make it easier to bear when it finally happens.