Suicide Survivors

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Comment by thomas piteo on Monday

My daughter will always be 17.  She/we had a bad day. The meds were not working right and she had just given up.   She fought so hard.  Admitting herself to the hospital three different times. But by then her illness was to far along and I hate to say it, but,  I think she was to smart for the doctors and her own good. I think that she thought they would tell us what was going on and they didn't.  Plus there was no communication between the many therapists and doctors treating her.  We didn't know any better and the questions we asked were poo-pooed and other people experiencing this said it sounded about right.  if I only knew then what I do now.  God bless everyone who has lost someone especially a parent who has lost a child.  this is the worst.

Comment by Diane Hood on October 18, 2011 at 9:07pm

My Son Andy shoot himself in the chest minutes after calling me and telling me that he loved me, I felt something was not right and after I hung up the phone I tried to call him back I had no Idea he was telling me Good bye.  He loved me and I loved him but he had issue that even even I couldn't help him with. I'm crying as I write this because of the love I have for him.  I know he's in a better place and at peace but I miss him so much but I remember the saying Absent from the Body, In the Presence of the Lord and I have to continue to believe that:)

Comment by Joanne Young on October 3, 2011 at 7:25pm

I lost my son to suicide on ANZAC Day in 2005.  It has been a long journey and I know that it will continue.  In saying that though I know that my life will never be the same without him but I have chosen to make the most of my life and share it with my husband and daughter.  My son was 27 and he was a beautiful person but sadly chose to take a half of an ecstacy tablet, one weekend with friends, which changed him into a frightened, paranoid person.  This was a nightmare for him and us, his family. This led to him taking his life.  As hard as it is to talk about this I have spoken to many young people over the years and encourage them to think long and hard before taking drugs of any kind as it can be like Russian Roulette.  It only takes one bad pill to change your life, or worse, end it forever. 

My thoughts are with each and everyone of you here who have lost a loved one.  Especially to newly bereaved, be gentle with yourself and know that we have all become members of a club not one of us would have chosen to join but we all understand and care.

Comment by donna henderson on October 2, 2011 at 2:16pm

my cousin was 24 years old he hung himself he was severely depressed.  My mom came to me and sat me down at the kitchen table.  I knew in that instant something was terribly wrong, when she told me i started screaming and crying. I then called my brother on the island and told him.  I think it was hardest on my aunt and uncle you are not supposed to bury your own children they are supposed to out live you.

Comment by donna henderson on October 2, 2011 at 2:16pm

my cousin was 24 years old he hung himself he was severely depressed.  My mom came to me and sat me down at the kitchen table.  I knew in that instant something was terribly wrong, when she told me i started screaming and crying. I then called my brother on the island and told him.  I think it was hardest on my aunt and uncle you are not supposed to bury your own children they are supposed to out live you.

Comment by Margaret Love on September 19, 2011 at 10:33pm

My next to the oldest son died from an accidental overdose on November 12, 2009. I spoke to him the night before he was suppose to come over and have chili dogs with me and his older brother, he was living with his girlfriend and her parents, her mom was on drugs and eventually he started taking them. On the night I spoke to him he asked me if he was a bad or troubled child when he was growing up and I told him no he was a very loving child. I dont know what got into him but around 4:45 on the 12 of November his girlfriend came over and told us she thought he was gone. They called 911 and they rushed him to the hospital and at 5:09 he was prounced dead. When I hung up from talking to him the last thing he said was I Love you momma and I wont do anything stupid. But my baby is gone. Then not a year passed and I lost my oldest to a genetic disorder that noone knew he had called EHLERS DANLOS SYNDROME, on Oct 20, 2010. I had lost my baby to a genetic disorder called NIEMANN PICK TYPE C when he was 4 1/2 yrs. old. He was diagnosed at 4 1/2 mo. old. He was given to age 6 to live. Why is this all happening to me. I have one son left out of 4 and he is in th NAVY.

Comment by Charlie Bray on September 14, 2011 at 8:22pm

Since I am in the states and don't know all the laws of confidentiality in Holland, perhaps I am mistaken.  However, here it would not only be against the law but completely unethical for a counselor to divulge any patient information to ANYONE under ANY circumstances.  It violates the client rights without a written consent form.  Hope that helps.  :)

Comment by Marianne Spratt McGrath on February 20, 2011 at 10:22pm

My father shot and killed himself one morning after I went to school.

It was January 30, 1967....he left me the suicide note.........I was 15, and I remember it like it was yesterday.....I am 59 now. Still sucks.