March is the most difficult time of year for me…and it starts with today. 15 years since you left. 15 years since you entrusted a bullet to quiet the chaos plaguing you, to give you the peace you so desperately sought. I unraveled. And spiraled. I shifted perspective. I broke. And was never the same. Love and loss bound me so tightly I still struggle to speak your name. In life you helped me rise. Your death brought me to a place so low, the climb back was a gift. I try my hardest to channel that insight and those experiences into helping others do the same. The girl I was then could never voice the words flowing within. But I hope somehow you’ve seen your true impact. Your significance. The difference you made while you were here, and how that has been amplified since your departure. I will forever smile at our memories. I love you. Always. 🖤
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