---The Cost of Loving People Who Die

It's strange how, the older I get, the more weight death seems to carry. I had many bouts of severe depression and times where I wanted to end it all, but it feels like there’s a threshold you cross, where you want to keep living. Not even necessarily for yourself, but for the people you love. As a kid, or even a young adult, death was simple. People were born, and people died. There wasn’t much…