Reply #33: Three years ago I had to tell my son that his father-his buddy, his god

[ScreamingMeemie]

his best friend and light, had killed himself.

I sat in the house across the street from where he played computer games with my husband's best friend, having "just one more cup" of coffee...because I didn't want to destroy his world. I will never forget my 9 year old's smile-melted away to horror and then unrelenting grief. It hurts. It hurts to think about it and I am in tears for what you have to do. Be gentle, be there, but don't lie to him as suggested in another post. Children are smarter than we give them credit for (I learned this the hard way with my son). They are resilient. He will get through this, with you to help him.

My heart goes out to you. I won't comment on the rest of your post because this is what's more important. Helping a child through a very tough time. Take care of yourself as well. It is said that a suicide dies only once-those left behind die a thousand times. I'd liken it to more than a million.