George, the youngest of 4 children was a dynamic, bubbly character who did more kind deeds in his short life than most of us will do in a life twice or three times as long. George was born in 2003 and died on 25th September 2024, aged 21. He took his own life, suddenly, brutally and devastatingly by driving over an hour into a forest and hanging himself after attending court as a victim witness.
As a mother I will always feel I let George down, it was my job as a mother to protect my child. That commitment to try and protect them didn’t stop or didn’t for me when they all grew up. I suppose this blog is in a way a selfish act, a way for me to come to terms with losing my son to suicide. Something I think I will never reconcile myself with but have to try. However, as I navigate this, I try to find ways to express my grief, not forget or let anyone forget my son. I also feel I have a need to bring to peoples awareness the injustice of justice. This is one way I am trying. I anticipate that I will share the feelings I feel in realtime, I expect that will be quite often in the depths of night when my thoughts are the darkest and loneliest. I understand this blog will not be for everyone as stigma is still attached to death and especially suicide. Society doesn’t talk about mental health, especially in young men. I have found already that assumptions, decisions and judgements are made very quickly and not only by professionals. Family, friends and strangers behave in unexpected ways, both kind and strange.
George endeavoured to be kind when life literally threw the punches time and time again.
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Be George.Be Kind. 