My adult son commited suicide 25 days ago.He had a Schizophrenia disorder that no one knew about. Although he did live in another state and others may have known but I did not. I don't understand why he didn't tell me that he had voices in his head. He knew how much I loved him and I knew how much he loved me. Could he have been possibly protecting me? My days consist of thinking of him every second. My mind wanders to his state of mind before he hung his self. Why did he do this? Did he regret doing it before just before it was to late? Where is he now? I can't eat or sleep. I tried a therapist but she was of no help. I do have a great family of supporters but they can't make what I am feeling go away. What is my next step? What am I suppose to be doing?
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