So today we; my friends and I, said goodbye to our friend, via a memorial service. He had killed himself in August 2017, but wasn't found until a week before Christmas just gone.
His body still has not been released, hence why no official funeral. And not all his family was there either, due to fighting within the family.
It was a lovely service ...... But how does one ever make sense of this type of death?
I feel a mixture of relief that he's no longer struggling, and a deep unrelenting sadness at his departure. It's an all too painful reminder of just how difficult sobriety can be.
Alcoholism: the subtle poison destroying people, one drink at a time.
Anyway, it's late now so I will sleep. Tomorrow is another day, and I am bridesmaid in a wedding on Saturday. Thanks for reading. Take care out there. And please remember; no problem lasts forever if you take a moment to reach out and share it with someone else. Please please, PLEASE reach out. Don't go it alone. I'm not. I got you lot!
Nigh nigh. See you next time. Xox