I met a girl who took her own life today.

Her name was Valerie Tay.

I cried for her, this girl I barely knew.

My tears fell for her family, her close friends, those she touched in life, and now in death.

But most of all, they flowed for her mother, because when I looked into Valerie’s kind eyes, her open face, the smile that managed to hide so much pain, I could not help but see…my own children.


I am so, so sorry.


Fly on, dear ChiQ,
You’re free at last.