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"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."

Tosha Lorton

I am not a writer by any means, however I am a grieving mother from a rural area in north central Missouri. I’ve always had a passion for mental health and my day job is that of a case manager in a correctional center. I co-founded the non-profit organization MOMS Breaking the Silence after my middle child, Zayne’s suicide in hopes of saving lives and ending the stigma surrounding mental health. Most of my free time is spent making memories with my boyfriend, Stephen, my son, Dakotah and his girlfriend, Morgan, and my daughter, Bronwhyn. Learn more about our foundation on Facebook at MOMS Breaking the Silence.

That Was the Last Text I Ever Received from My Sweet Boy: “Sending People to Talk to Me Only Makes Things Worse”

"I text him back and then I just felt like something wasn’t right, like deep down. I tried calling him once, twice, three times. I just kept getting voicemail. About that time, I heard his dad scream and the phone went dead."