Harry’s Hope

29/01/2025

No other words need to be said.

Thank you for everyone’s love and support, forever and always.

My beautiful little brother, the brightest star in the sky.

25/04/2024

I am doing a marathon in memory of my beautiful little brother Harry, to raise money for Papyrus. A charity which helps those who are struggling with suicidal thoughts, attempts and everything in between.

I have never done a marathon before, the last time I actually ran properly was when I was doing cross country at secondary school. This will be my biggest challenge to date. A very worthwhile challenge though. I know my little brother will shouting me on every step of the way.

If anyone can, please donate to such a worthwhile and life saving cause. If you can’t donate, please share with your friends, family and workplaces or have a little look at my fundraiser.

I appreciate any support at all.

Love from Bella x

On the 3rd January 2024, my little brother took his own life. Harry was one … Isabella Roydhouse-Bettney needs your support for Running for su***de awareness

19/04/2024

This government really need to take a good look at themselves and realise they’re actually causing more harm then good.
The amount of people that suffer from mental ill health rises everyday, with the amount of pressure that comes from simply living. Especially with the cost of living crisis that we’re all experiencing. Making it harder to get a fit note isn’t going to eradicate people being mentally poorly. In hindsight, it’ll make it worse.

My little brother was signed off sick from work in December 2023, one month before he ended his life. Are they trying to tell me that if he went to work, then he wouldn’t have killed himself? I don’t think so. Perhaps if my brother had the support he needed, and was able to be sectioned, he would be sat with me today.

I do understand that some people may abuse the system, but surely targeting the people who are struggling the most already isn’t going to make things better.
I don’t know how many more people won’t be able to get access to help when they need it. Nor do I know how many more lives are going to be taken before our government realise they are quite literally killing people when they don’t provide mentally ill individuals with treatment.

Mental ill health isn’t a choice, it’s a disease. A disease that needs better recourses, better understanding and awareness, and more compassion from our government.

I will never get my little brother back, I will never be able to tell him how much I love him again. I won’t be able to see his smile or be able to annoy him.
But this government can stop this from happening to more people and families.

My heart will forever go out to people who are suffering from mental illness, and families who are survivors of su***de. I will always have open arms to those struggling, no matter the time or day. If our government can’t support those with mental illnesses, let us as a nation support them instead.

I’ll love you forever H🤍

Love from Bella x

23/03/2024

Tomorrow, members of the community are doing a cold water swim as a tribute to my little brother Harry. I can safely say that the effort that people have put in is truly heartwarming. I can never thank those involved enough for doing what they are doing.

For those who are new to the page, or just seeing it now, my little brother ended his life on 3rd January 2024. We will never get the answers to why, nor will we ever understand it. Other than my brother was simply poorly, and had an illness which he couldn’t get better from. By raising money, and organising events like the one Harry’s and I’s step mum is doing tomorrow, could potentially save another person’s life.

Harry would be proud of you all for doing the cold water swim, and even if he isn’t with us in person cheering you all on, he will most definitely be there in spirit. And more than likely laughing at you all.

If anyone can donate to this, or wants to pop down to the Duke of York in Skirlaugh tomorrow at around 12pm my family and I would be truly grateful.

Thank you always for everyone’s love and support. I don’t know where I would be without it.

I love you forever H🤍

From Bella x

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26/02/2024

In our local community, Hornsea Collective are raising money for Papyrus - a su***de prevention charity - in memory of my little brother Harry.

If you would like to, please come down on 9th-10th March to Hornsea Town Hall where there will be local artists, as well as a raffle. All proceeds to the raffle will be going to the charity above. I have also linked the justgiving page, where if you aren’t local you can donate to this too. Even if you can’t donate, a share of this post can do wonders.

My little brother will forever be missed and not a day goes by where my heart doesn’t ache to see him or talk to him. If you are struggling the same way my brother was, please know that people want to help you. Your life is worth living, no matter how dark it may feel right now.

Love from Bella x

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16/02/2024

A father’s perspective:

The first I knew of Harry having any mental health issues was March 2023 when I went through to York to get him. What I saw was not my Harry but rather an empty shell where Harry once was - I didn’t understand what could have happened and to be honest I still don’t.

We tried hard to get an ambulance out to him in York but it was simply going to take hours. We eventually got him to come back to my house. I could only take him if I promised to phone the ambulance service there.

I will be honest and say I struggled to phone the ambulance service. I thought he would be taken away and be sectioned for his own good and he might resent me for doing it. I thought why would Harry want to harm himself?
A lot of it is a bit of a blur but I do remember Jill staying up with him all night. The ambulance service was taking over 12 hours. Harry managed to get up and talk to them normally.

That was what he was good at looking back - acting and saying what you wanted to hear. Acting as normal as he could. When you love and care for someone, like I did Harry, you just want to believe that they’re getting better and you take your eye off the ball.

He seemed to be doing fine then the 14th August arrived and Harry told someone he had taken lots of tablets.

I knew he was having some form of counselling at this point and was taking tablets or so I thought.
When I went with him to A&E, I said I will go in with you and find out what’s going on, Harry just said no he will go in alone.
Looking back I wish I’d made him let me go in with him.
When we got home Harry said he was fine, and he even looked okay too. I didn’t push him as he would clam up when you asked him about his health. I just tried to laugh and joke with him. At the time I thought he took an overdose to try and get back with his girlfriend because I think you don’t want to believe the worst.

However I did have a very emotional conversation with Harry about if he committed su***de what it would be like for those that were left.
I remember him looking at me and saying I’ve never seen you cry before. Harry even promised he would never do it.
Those who are as poorly as my son, have a gifted way of hiding how they’re truly feeling. If you think your loved one is poorly, please watch out for any signs. Do your research on su***de.

H then met his current girlfriend, who he spent a lot of time with. At this point, you just let your kid get on with their life. I thought it was heartwarming that he was trying to go out and having a laugh. You wouldn’t have thought something was wrong.

Harry told us all that he was going to work in December, when he actually took a whole month off to look after his mental health. Harry was even leaving his home and coming back as if he had been at work. We aren’t truly sure what he was doing, but judging by his bank statements, Harry was travelling up and down the country.

I didn’t see much of him over Christmas, but when I did Harry seemed happy. Even helped me at my pub, never once giving the impression he was struggling. And on New Year’s Eve, Harry came downstairs to help in the afternoon and said he was going out later.

The next time I saw Harry, was the last time I saw him alive. I wished him Happy New Year, and I did think he didn’t look fully okay but it had just been New Year’s and most people probably looked a bit under the weather.
Then on the 3rd January, I had to cut him down. A memory forever etched onto my brain. A memory no parent should have. I held him in my arms, whilst he lay on the floor with a pillow under his head. I was the first one to hold my little boy and I was also the last.

January has been a blur, a moment in time that I wish didn’t exist. From picking songs, finding out if someone can be buried in a cemetery if you end your life and choosing what my son will wear as he lays to rest.

I keep texting him and phoning him, trying to talk to him whilst I’m driving. But the reality hits and I remember my little boy is dead.
When I look at Harry’s baby and toddler photos, all I desperately wish is that I could take his place instead.

What parent wants to follow their own child’s coffin out of the church? I remember looking at people walking out, seeing the sadness in their eyes. I wish Harry knew how much he was loved. But the thing with mental illnesses, I don’t think he would have even believed this many people cared for him.

Reading a book of condolences for Harry was heartwarming and beautiful. I will always love that his friends wrote Harry’s pet name was the favourite!

Harry was an incredible son, and a fantastic brother. And I will love and miss you for the rest of my life.

Love from dad x

09/02/2024

On the 3rd January 2024, my little brother took his own life. Harry was one of those little boys and men who struggled to talk about how he was feeling, and what inner battles he was facing.

We only discovered that Harry was poorly in March 2023, and from there it was an ongoing battle. There was no help for my little brother. We tried to get him sectioned, but was unable to. We tried to get an ambulance on one of his poorly moments, but it was over a 12 hour wait for help. We gave up with calling in the end. I do believe that if we were able to get Harry this help, I think there may have been a chance that he would still be here today.

Men’s mental health - even just everyone’s mental health - needs to be looked at more. More help needs to be readily available, more awareness and more understanding.

How many more young people must die before someone sorts this epidemic out?

Harry was and always will be my greatest best friend. My little brother. I have to live with the fact that I will never get to see him, hear his laugh or watch him grow up. All I get to do now is text him endlessly without getting a reply, leaving voicemails that will never be listened to and look up at the stars where I have to believe my beautiful little brother is looking down on me.

From Bella x