I recently lost my partner to suicide. He was only 22 and suffered from severe depression. It hadn't really been an issue during our relationship because we were so happy. He was always so happy. He loved me so much, and I love him. Unfortunately I witnessed the gruesome tragedy when I heard the trigger go off and I saw his body hit the floor. In that second I felt all the joy we had together vanish and fear and pain consumed me. It's only been 3 days and today I am struggling so hard. My memories of him are beautiful and abundant, but it comforts me none. I can't go outside and see the house we had together without trembling and crying. I love him so much and I can't figure out what to do. Thank you for reading.
Please hug and kiss your loved ones.