Living with survivor’s guilt and other lessons from my friends’ suicides

I was 17 that year. One night, my mum came rushing into my room and said my art teacher needed to speak with me urgently on the phone. The next words I heard on the phone were not what I expected at all. “Your classmate Darren* committed suicide. Did you know him well? Can you … Continue reading Living with survivor’s guilt and other lessons from my friends’ suicides