A colleague has committed suicide. A man who is smart, accomplished, creative, spiritual. A good husband and great dad, active in his faith community, gracious, kind.
The grief radiates into circle after circle in our community.
He died of depression. It makes me furious and sad.
Depression is an illness. Where is the walk, the gala and the gray ribbon? Where is the Race to a Cure?
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