How We Survive Suicide Loss Of Our Precious Boy
I have been thinking about this for a long time. September is Suicide Awareness Prevention month. It is a leading cause of death among teenagers and a number one cause of death among certain youth demographics. And our own 16 year old grandson died by suicide on March 20, 2023. Here are a few of the ways we survive the suicide loss of our precious boy.
Survive Suicide Loss
I will tell you one thing I did wrong and I will tell you why. Aiden and his mother lived with us the first 8 years of his life and after they got out on their own, he wanted to spend most weekends with us. He was and is our third child not “just” a grandson. I will tell you having a grandchild is one of the most special experiences we have ever had. Grandchildren do no wrong, they are magical, they are gifts and they are precious. And while my faith compels me to trust we will see him again. We won’t on this earth. Ever again.
My Regret
I have only one regret. I did not talk to Aiden about his mental health. The reason why I didn’t was because he was in therapy and on medication. I wanted our home, his weekend happy place to be free of talk that he was getting so much of at home and with therapists. I wanted him to come to our house and not have to worry about that “talk”. We would of course ask him how he was doing but didn’t probe, left it up to him to volunteer more. Looking back, I would have dug deeper.
If you or someone you know is struggling, please call 988 if you just don’t know what to do. You will be connected with a therapist that can help you through the moment and can help you connect with a therapist or team that WILL help you. There is ALWAYS an answer. Feelings and emotions and circumstances can and will change. Please for yourself, for those that love you. Use that number. I have used it myself. You can also reach out to the American Foundation For Suicide Prevention. I am working with them closely.
This Is What Helps Us
I am Aiden’s grandmother and we will always be connected. As you can imagine our hearts are shattered. I would love to tell you it hurts less here 17 months out but it doesn’t and I have a feeling it never will. We will always be sad BUT we will carry on breath by breath and step by step.
Here is what has helped me. In those first days I was frantically preparing for his service, lining up speakers and music and the venue which ultimately was our own property. A place where Aiden enjoyed bonfires and animals, friends and family. Also the place where his all too short life ended. It’s a sacred place now. We speak his name in everyday conversation with laughter and love and also immense heartbreak.
Shock. That is how I would describe the first few months. But within the first few moments I was praying. Praying praying and praying. I prayed that Aiden wasn’t frightened as he transitioned from this life to God’s kingdom. And I prayed for us. That we would somehow be able to breathe with a heart in a million pieces. We accepted the unwavering love of friends and family after a few days. Sometimes friends would just sit with us in our sorrow. I am so grateful for those friends and family. They still tend to us today. My work was also amazing, very supportive and allowed me the time I needed.
I knew our family would need professional help healing. Especially my sweet husband who suffered the greatest trauma on 3/20/2023. And of course our daughter, Aiden’s mother. We asked for referrals and we got them. We have a good therapist. I also found a good support group in an organization called H.U.G.S. It’s for parents and grandparents who have lost a child to suicide. After about a year we knew we also needed the help of medication. So between our Faith, Family, Friends, Therapy and even the appropriate medication, we are surviving. Day by day.
How do we survive the suicide loss of our precious boy? It’s work. It’s deliberate. It’s purposeful. And it starts all over again day by day. The statistics are staggering among those that die by suicide that are actually survivors of suicide loss. But I am living proof, YOU CAN GO ON. I promise it feels better to work on living than it does to curl up in a ball and wait for things to change without some effort. Sure, I allow myself a “lie in the sad” day as we call it. But the family rule is, the next day, get back to work on surviving.
I miss our boy more than words can even describe it. It’s worse that you can even imagine. But as a woman of faith I know eternity with him is coming. Lastly I would like to encourage you if you are in our shoes to reach out to the sources I have highlighted above. Take a deep breath. Let others in. Embrace your faith, don’t hesitate to reach out to support groups and professionals. Life is much better for so many if you are in it.
This blog is my process only and everyone has a different one. Please find one that works best for you and your family.