he was suspected to have killed himself. he had depression for awhile but was not diagnosed.
for my dad, who was prideful and never wanted to admit defeat to call in sick a few weeks ago and inform his boss that he is depressed — and for his boss to not have done anything to give the additional manpower support he badly needed makes me so so fucking angry.
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To his boss,
I swear to god I hope the guilt consumes every fibre of your being and I hope you feel even an ounce of the pain, grief and loss we are going through. My family was getting along for once in a really long time and your shitty ass couldn’t even bother to do anything when you saw my dad struggling. You took my dad away from me, the moment he would see me graduate, and the moment he would walk me down the aisle when I marry and so many more happy moments. From the bottom of my heart, f*ck you.
Vengeance is never something my dad taught me, he always said to forgive others even if they never apologise, to ease my soul. I know it would never take away the pain of his death but you know what? It’ll make your pain worse and that is something I can live with. I know you didn’t go to visit him because deep inside you knew. I never want to see you again especially in this lifetime. So I’ll just see you in hell.