I Blamed Myself for My Mother’s Suicide Attempts

But then my high school teacher saw my pain, and saved me.

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I sensed that something was wrong before I started Kindergarten.

It wasn’t like my toddler years were traumatic. I had caring parents, countless friends, and every toy a kid could dream of. Yet, I felt like a puzzle piece that didn’t fit the picture.