I can’t really imagine anything worse. I’m in a pretty dark place right now. It’s been around 8 months, but it still feels like yesterday. My little brother committed suicide and he didn’t even think to give me a call. A simple call would have saved his life, and mine too. I’m confused, angry, sad, I don’t really know what to do. I’m trying to find some meaning, I just want to know why he did it. He’s not the type of person to just quit, when things get a little rough…..