For the first time in my life, I have no clue what do do after this. I know I have to continue but it hurts so much. I wake up every morning and look at the ceiling and realize, it’s not a dream and then I break down. I stay up all night just so I don’t have to wake up. I received the last phone call he made and he told me he loved me and that I was a god father but that he was going to end it and then he told me he loved me again and I tried to tell him let me go and pick you up and spend the holidays with me, he hung up…… 30 minutes later, my daughter found him in the closet hanging with his own belt.