When Carolyn’s son died she was determined to help others
Carolyn Biram, 55, Torquay, Vic
With his head in his hands, my lovely son was in pieces.
Tom was just 15. A tall, popular sporty larrikin, usually full of smiles, he was heartbroken.
One of his friends, Jo* had died by suicide.
‘There’s nothing you could have done,’ I told him.
Living between my house and his dad Mark’s, and despite some initial counselling at school, my sensitive boy was suffering with bad anxiety.
I cast my mind back to when I’d tuck Tom into bed as a little boy.
‘I feel really sad,
