My father committed suicide in 1992, put a shot-gun in his mouth. I was 28 years old, we were estranged since I was a teen. A trigger hit me like a hurricane this week. I’m having memories, not the worst.
You put the the pressure on my shoulders to arrange everything, who to call. I had to face the chore of the house, a man living out of touch for many years. Worst was going to morgue, hand me original note and his bloody shotgun.
Could you not see your friends were different? They were thieves but not in the same universe. They all took advantage of you, move in move out and steal what they want. One roommate committed suicide with your gun in your house. Down on their luck, will make payments on car, he was lucky to get three payments. He would have to track down and repo the car. They would come back begging and he would do it again.
His friends were people at the bar he parked cars at. All the ladies got special attention, my father walked the lot to make sure the cars were secure. They all flirted with him, fake flirting, trashy bar, easy women going to bar in the hood looking for love.
One night feeling the black dog, I went to the bar where my father parked cars. We played a game of pool, sitting at the bar he said you’re a queen, I said it’s easy to be the queen of scum. I felt dirty. I judged my father just like the company he kept.
How hard to have to deal with those responsibilities on top of the suicide. Yet you survived and more. You are courageous.
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We are starting to lift the stigma around mental health…in my life, the women sought help when the struggle got too big. The men just spiraled out of control. Suicide awareness and prevention is well supported where I live…too many have taken their lives.
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Glad to hear it’s a topic of conversation, teens are under so much stress and they don’t know how to ask for help. Adults are just the same.
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So true…. we each need five people we can trust to go to in times of need. It is not always easy.
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sad.
we don’t use ‘committed’ + suicide here…because it is no longer illegal.
people committed murder etc. because it is a crime.
So we say: they killed themselves or they ended their life or took their own life etc.
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Very interesting, I never knew it was illegal, don’t think it was here, not sure. Thanks for the info, there are probably many places that don’t use committed anymore.
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Suicide is defined as the act of intentionally ending one’s own life. Before the Suicide Act 1961, it was a crime to commit suicide, and anyone who attempted and failed could be prosecuted and imprisoned, while the families of those who succeeded could also potentially be prosecuted.
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Wow!
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sad.
we don’t use ‘committed’ + suicide here.
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Suicide is horrific. I’ve had several people in my life take their own lives, none of whom left a note explaining why…
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It’s hard no matter what the circumstances. The why’s are never know, still to this day, I don’t understand why my father never went to the doctor. I really think he thought his thoughts and behavior was normal. Thanks for commenting.
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