My husband took his own life ten years ago. He had struggled with bipolar for many years. He ended his life on the third attempt. When I found him outside I felt shocked and relieved at the same time. I did everything I needed to do at the time. I let it known to my coworkers, friends, relatives what had happened. I was not going to hide it. Over the last ten years I have learned to keep moving forward, one moment, one hour, one day at a time. Many years and eight years of therapy...

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