Hi, my name is Bill. I am the husband and now widower of a beautiful woman called Stella Trevisani.

Stella was a very special woman, someone who's smile could brighten your whole day.

Someone whose laugh was so genuine and infectious, that you wanted to be funny just so you could hear it.

She came to Australia from Italy in 2015 seeking adventure and a new life.

I met her in 2016 when she was doing farm work for her visa, and she changed my world.

She was the best person I had ever met, she didnt have a bad bone in her body.

And I came to love her like I had never loved someone before. And so 10 years later we were a married couple with 2 beautiful children and a whole life still to live in front of us.

She was such a caring and devoted Mother, such a good friend to so many people. Someone who really made the world a better place to people who knew her.

I could have never imagined that an illness, in the form of "Post Natal Depression" could change the very fabric of a person to a point where they thought life was not worth living.

A few weeks ago on the 19th of may. our world was shattered beyond comprehension.

Our Wife, Mother, Daughter and Friend tragically took her own life. After a 3 month battle with a most horrible illness. One that can convince a devoted Mother that their kids are better off without them.

We tried tried to beat it, and very early on we sought help from doctors and mental help professionals. She was prescribed medication. And within a week of the onset her parents had flown over from Italy to help too.

At first things improved slightly, but as time went on. No amount of love and reassurance from the people closest to her could bring her out of the spiral.

And the mental health system really failed her. After the first week when she began to get almost delusional due to lack of sleep from anxiety. They forcibly admitted her to a facility in Mackay for 3 nights to medicate her. At this point in time she had made no mention of harming herself. She had become convinced that the children would perish because she couldn't care for them. (Even though she was, and of course I was doing everything I could for them too)

So they started her on some medication and after 3 days there she had gotten some rest and was sounding like herself again. So they got her out as soon as they could. And sent her home on a Sunday afternoon with a script but no medication for that night until a chemist opened the next day.

And by then she had begun to deteriorate again.

After we managed to get the script filled the next day we discovered 2 of the 3 were not advised to be taken while breastfeeding. And our 4 month old was exclusively breastfed. So we had to put him on formula until we could see doctors again. When we did finally manage to get a teleconference they removed 1 medication and lowered the dose of the other.

So we tried with that, but after about 6 weeks it was clear it was not working. And Stella made an attempt to hurt herself by taking the remaining medication. Something I did not know at the time, but fount out later.

A few days after that she had another teleconference with the mental health people and this is where they really dropped the ball...

During that call, she told them about the attempt. Their response was to first inform her that if she said she would try to do it again, they would have to forcibly admit her again. ... then they asked the question "do you think you would try again to harm yourself"

She was terrified of that place they took her and didnt want to go back, but she could not lie. So she replied "I cant, because there is always someone with me"

It was evident right there and then, she was a danger to herself. And her current treatment was failing. They should have stepped in and admitted her again and tried something different.

Although like she said "there is always someone with me" and there was... we never left her alone. On tuesday the 19th of may, in the early hours of the morning while we all slept. she slipped out of the house and took the opportunity.

We didnt expect it, we thought we had gotten to a point where she was safe, as just 4 days later (on our anniversary) she was due to fly back to Italy with the kids and her parents for a 2 month holliday that had been booked 6 months earlier. She was excited about it, to see family and friends,and go to her cousins wedding. And introduce the newest baby to them all. But something inside of her was more powerfull than every other good thing in her life.

Our two children aged 3, and 7 months.

Now face a life without their amazing mother, who was incredibly devoted to their every need.

They now will never have the life of a family with 2 loving parents, to give them the best possible future every child deserves.

My daughter (3) will have just enough memories when she grows up, to wish she had more. To wish she could clearly remember the cuddles , the story times, the fun and laughter and trips to the beach and parks.

And my little boy (7 months) will never know a mother's love. Will never remember her, but only be able to build a picture of her from photos and videos.

Coming from a broken home myself and having a very hard childhood.

I know first hand the kind of impact this can have on a person. And always wished my own children would never face such struggle in life.

Now im faced with the task of trying to make sure they get a better hand in life, even though they've been worse cards than I did.

I would like to raise money for a couple of reasons.

1 - I would like to create a trust fund for each of them for their education, and to be able to get the headstart that I will probably struggle to provide for them now that I am a single parent.

2 - I would like to be able to sponsor their Grandparents who have now lost "both" of their 2 children, to be able to stay in Australia as much as possible. (as they are from Italy)

And be present in the lives of my kids.

This is just as important for them as it is for my kids. They are all they have left now, and the children and myself need them more than ever.

Thank you for your time, and thank you in advance if you chose to help. Or if you even just offer some kind words of support.

And if someone else you love is going through hard times. Please do everything you can to get them the help they need.