First of all, I am not trying to be hurtful, I am trying to sort this out.
An old family friend died recently from their own hand. I do NOT understand this. I understand depression. I have dealt with depression for over 20 years. I understand not wanting to get up and live life. I cannot understand taking the life that God gave me and wasting it. This person had children. Three lovely children. Those children will wake up one day and realize that their mother didn't care enough about them to stay around and be their mother. That is a fact. They will carry a void that cannot be filled by anyone else. I know about abandonment. My mother abandoned me for most of my childhood years. She, of course, blamed it on her ex-husband. It didn't matter. All that mattered to me was that my mother was gone and she didn't care enough about me to fight for me. My other parental units abandoned me with alcohol. Same thing, different method. Everyone has issues that we know nothing about. No one knows what goes on in the minds of other people. That is one reason we need to be forgiving of the treatment we receive from others. No one sets out to destroy their family on purpose. Except people who commit suicide. I feel that they do destroy their families on purpose. I feel that their selfishness destroys their family.
I am praying that these children do not carry those demons throughout their life, because I know that their parents loved those children. I know they only wanted the best for them. Really? Then why would you take your own life? Then why leave them with such a gaping wound? I know your pain is over, but the pain you left behind will haunt everyone that knew you. You did a horribly selfish thing.
I think suicide is the ultimate act of rage and selfishness.
