A Time You Thought About Ending Your Own Life
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My dad committed suicide when I was 7 years old. You can read more about it here. It was awful for me as a little girl. The kids at school were very mean. Some of them would say things like, "even your own dad didn't want to live with you." I know those were just horrible, mean things that kids say because they don't know any better. But they are things that have stuck with me all of my life. There are still some of those very kids that I don't have good feelings about . Our life was hard and mostly, I have always felt, it was due to the fact that we did not have a dad. Or a person that brought home the bacon. My mom had to work outside the home in a time when few moms worked away from home.
And there was even a time when I thought that it was my fault. If I had been a better kid, he would have wanted to stay with us. It is a terrible thing suicide does to those who are left behind. I now feel that there isn't a more selfish act, than to commit suicide. The only person they are thinking about is themselves. They might be ending their pain. But they are leaving a lot of pain behind for people who don't deserve it. So I have NEVER thought about suicide. It would be a horrible thing to put my family though. They say that the number one reason that people commit suicide is because of depression. Well if you think you are suffering from depression, run, don't walk, to get help right now. Don't leave a family behind that will suffer more than you want them too. And remember this: Suicide is FOREVER!
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