Torn and Grieving
The first few weeks were taking a toll on Matt’s health. In remembrance of her, he used to look at the clock when it struck 3:11 p.m. every Tuesday, as this was the moment when everything changed for him. Sometimes the thought of committing suicide popped up in his mind which he tried to always discard and not take seriously. “The thought of our child as an orphan turned my stomach, and I hated myself for even thinking something so selfish,” he said to The Guardian. His home where some time ago he used to spend quality time with his love had now turned into an unbearable place whose each and every corner reminded him of Liz. His inner conscience had started telling him to do something for himself and his daughter and not drown in the sea of grief.
