The Importance of Mental Health

This happened five summers ago when I was 15 years old. Over the next few months my mother's mental health started to decline. By the time I was 17 my mother had unfortunately taken her own life. She somehow had pierced her own arteries when the staff weren't looking and bled out unable to be revived. My father refused to let either me or my brother visit my mother whilst she was locked away saying that he didn't want her to influence us with her paranoia BS. However this did not mean that I was not contacted by her throughout the whole ordeal. Several weeks after his mother's departure from our home I awoke one night in a horrible cold feeling like I was going to vomit.