Mine, is a reminder, as well. My oldest and I have had to discuss, why ppl commit suicide. There were three in my town, over the past couple years. The first, affected him, in the sense, one of his close friends, knew the teen, and I talked to the friend, and my son. The second one, father of his classmate. Third, he was unaffected, but wanted to know why, what brings people to that point. He's 'primed', so when they realize, my own scar, there's a lead in discussion. Depression, sh, si, sa, s,, will be as open and honest a discussion, as birds and bees. I feel no shame. It's not a badge of honor, for me, but something, I've often wondered, how to have this talk. I promised myself, upon my first pregnancy, I will be honest, and non emotive about it.

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