My father completed suicide a few days ago. Â No one ever saw it coming–he was a religious man, a bachelors in Theology and an ordained minister. Â He was terminally ill and getting worse and worse by the day. Â He did not want to be put into a nursing home or die in a hospital. Â He died at home in his own bed. Â He was only 60 but his quality of life was so poor I don’t blame him for doing it. Â He is so much better off, in no pain now and free from his need of oxygen to live. Â Â I am sorry for my mother who had to find him with a gun in his hand but she too knows why he did it and is happy he is no longer suffering.
I see so many of you come on here and post about how you wish you could die because of various reasons.  I too have posted on here about committing suicide, seemingly insurmountable debt and spouse conflicts.  All of my issues pale in comparison to my father’s.  Please don’t ever give up hope.  The problems you have someone else wishes they had only those problems.  There is a brighter day ahead.  You just have to want to see it.Â
Happy Easter.
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Happy Easter to you too. I am sorry to hear of your fathers passing. He sound like he was a really good man and he is at peace now. I wish you the best of luck with everything
Im so sorry to hear of this happening.
However,m I agree he is now free of suffering, so in that aspect, I am happy for him.
I will say though, that sometimes it is OK to give up hope, and I myself are not very far from that anymore.
But, I will pray for him, you, and your mom.
Thank you PeelASquid. I hope you can find the strength to keep going. I would have missed out on so many wonderful things had I given up hope when I wanted to. I will pray for you too.
Thank you Uptown234
Sorry about your Father, and my condolences go out to you. I hope he has found his peace and I wish you all the strength to move on and live from this.
But Im am bothered by one sentence, “The problems you have someone else wishes they had only those problems”. What do you mean by this?
I envy him for being able to make the choice that society only reserves for sick pets.
Hope isn’t a choice I have. Hope chose to leave me. No, no one should wish for my problems and I wouldn’t wish them on anyone but politicians and dictators (who wouldn’t be politicians and dictators because of it).
There is nothing ahead but a dark, empty room.