I’m 14, one year ago my mom passed away from colon cancer. I need to get this out some where and just talk about it. I was in the room when she passed away. I was snuggling with her as she died. About a month or two after I couldn’t take the depression anymore. I attempted suicide and I failed. I just lay on my floor and cried for a good 10 minutes before my dad found me and brought me to the ER. I wanted to die so I could be with my mom. We were so close and insepperable. Fortunately I lived. I met a lot of good friends and am living a life she would be proud of. Every once and a while I have a good cry by replaying the memory in my head but when its all out I feel better.