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. Â I too have posted on here aboutÂ committingÂ suicide, seemingly insurmountable debt and spouse conflicts. Â All of my issues pale in comparison to my father’s. Â Please don’t ever give up hope. Â The problems you have someone else wishes they had only those problems. Â There is a brighter day ahead. Â You just have to want to see it.Â