Sawyer had ADHD. School was hard. His mind worked differently, and some days that felt like a curse. His cousin Jacklyn would later say depression ran through their family like a river none of them could dam.
“It just runs in the family,” she said. “Something we’ve all inherited.”
Some inheritances are money. Some are houses. Some are eyes the color of the ocean. And some are shadows that follow you everywhere you go.
By 2015, Sawyer and Sullivan were 19. They owned a house together in California. Still inseparable. Still sharing everything like they had in the womb.
That April, they went to Texas to visit their aunt. Her house sat on a quiet street in Austin. Pool in the back. Family gathering downstairs. The kind of place where good memories get made.
On April 23rd, something shifted inside Sawyer’s mind.
Maybe it was the depression talking. Maybe it was pain he’d carried for years. Maybe it was just Tuesday, and Tuesday felt like too much.
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