I’m Peter’s romantic partner, Chelsea. We met in veterinary school through a mutual friend and the three of us quickly became best friends (although Peter was loathe to admit it). I was smitten with Peter from the moment I met him and fell in love with him over the course of the two years it took for us to finally profess our love for each other. We then spent three and a half years building a beautiful life, together, that was tragically cut short. A life I will always cherish and long for. This journal serves as a space for me to not only work through my grief by writing directly to Peter and unabashedly authentically, but also to spread awareness and understanding around suicide loss. It is a special flavor of grief that comes with questions that will never be answered.