Cole Ray Walker Tragedy 19 Of Age Covid Overdose

Hello my name is Brigid Rose Walker and my kid brother Cole Ray Walker unfortunately passed away. I don’t know what to feel and I normally know what to say but right now I don’t. He was my world and I got the privilege of knowing him his whole short life. This isn’t just about me and Cole this is about my mom my grandparents Cole’s father and our lives. Not just about my family but about overdose, which is extremely misunderstood. Also he died while having Covid-19 which has effected everyone on the planet and we all share that. And it’s caused plenty of pain and depression. Which when untreated is very deadly as well as if drugs are involved. All people make mistakes. And I feel terrible for my mother right now. She is blaming everyone including herself, and until you’ve lost a child, you won’t know or understand her pain which is why I have to be her rock. And I’ll do that even though I’m in a lot of pain as well. But I know how to process this. I was raised by 3 teachers and they all come from teachers and they instilled a need to learn and educate inside of me! I’m so grateful for that. My boyfriend is losing his God Mother Mary Jane Baca is In the hospital right now because of Covid-19 as well as having a preexisting condition: Lupus. A really dangerous situation. They’re taking her of the Ventilator soon and we’re very worried that it’s her time. This is so painful and everyone I care about is going through the motions right now. My twenty second birthday was 10 days ago, my grandmas dog died 5 days prior, Mary Jane has been in the hospital for such a long time all alone. This is so much to process and it’s too much for some people. This world may have been too much for my dearest and only brother Cole Ray. As a child he’d say his name was Toe. He was so cute and handsome and never thought that of himself. Body dysmorphia is so awful and no one will ever understand it except me. I’ve had it and it’s made me want to give up. But I never did because I’m so resilient through hell, I end up surprising myself and I overcame my body dysmorphic disorder through my brothers death which was only two days ago. We both wanted to die because of it and hated ourselves when we shouldn’t have. And my own self hatred was my own demise.... But I have a second chance. We are not having a public service yet because my family isn’t ready for that yet. We have a plan as a family to have a few private services/ healing sessions together and we really need that. I love everyone and wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy. Send Prayers, goodbyes, rituals, ceremonies, good vibrations, love, care, and peace our way and towards everyone else. And take care of everyone. I know I want to and that’s one of my life’s goals. If you’d rather donate to a different charity, please do any good is necessary in the World, on Mother Earth, even in the Solar system right now.