When the Light Fades Too Soon: Writing a Eulogy After Suicide

Some goodbyes feel heavier than others—
the ones we never saw coming,
the ones stitched with silence,
the ones that leave us wondering why.

If you’ve lost someone to suicide,
know this:
you are not alone in your ache.

This kind of grief doesn’t fit neatly into words.
It howls.
It stutters.
It leaves behind a hollow echo that begs for meaning.

But even in this darkness,
there is space for remembrance—
not of how they left,
but of how they lived.

Their laughter.
Their strength in hiding pain.
The quiet beauty they gave without asking for much.

And I say this not as a writer alone—
but as someone who has walked that edge twice.
Two suicide attempts.
Two returns from the brink.
So when I write, I write with knowing.
When I listen, I listen without judgment.

🖋 Whether you need help writing a eulogy
or want to begin your own,
I offer poetic, private, and compassionate support.

Because even in the shadow of loss,
your love still deserves to speak.

Let the story be told.
Let their name be honored.
Let your heart be held.