This week I heard a rumor. A terrible, horrible, took my breath away rumor.

I wish people knew the extent of pain that words can cause. What’s even more hurtful than the actual words spoken, is the fact that some people think that there’s actually some truth to it and spread it to others.

Since it’s out there, let me tell you the truth of it…

Eddie and I had a wonderful marriage. It wasn’t perfect, but none are. Remember, Facebook pictures tell the story we want others to perceive.
But the real truth is that people die by suicide because of a chemical imbalance in their heads… not because of a wife who likes her Tieks.

Thank God I’ve been in therapy since he died and know that I had absolutely nothing to do with him killing himself…no one did. He was sick.

If we’d like to talk about the truth of all of this… mental illness… then let’s. Let’s put it out there and take away the stigmas attached to it.

Eddie was sick and he hid it very well from everyone. I know we would all love to know the why. I sure as hell would… but placing blame on anyone is not the answer.

Hurtful, untrue words won’t change the fact that Eddie is dead. Love who he was and remember all the good that he did. Let him be dead. Let me live my life, the best that I can for my boys and I.