********TRIGGER WARNING – SUICIDE*******
Anton moved to Kansas at the beginning of November. We continued to talk every night. Both of us struggle to work through our heart ache. I stopped drinking, because I could see that I was slipping into a habit that would be a nightmare to break.
Anton had run into a whole mess of problems since his ex-wife left. His house burnt down after an old register burned. Then his truck broke down and the axle snapped, followed by his new place being robbed. Then I found out about his brother. It had just been a series of unfortunate events.
He could not catch a break. Things seemed to be looking up in Kansas. He found a job and was doing really well, but at night his depression consumed him. I tried to provide him with as much support as I could. I kne
