It didn't help that the grief counselor not once but twice told me how high a risk I am for suicide. Unstable bipolar, death of son, no supports, mother committed suicide, and I have had multiple attempts.

The two things in my life that mattered the most to me I failed miserably at.
Helping my Mom get better, she commits suicide. Watching over my son at home keeping him safe, the day he died I let him use my car to go to the store. I gave him the opportunity to buy Heroin and it killed him. TOTAL FAILURE
How can I live with myself, not.