On December 12th, 1992, my brother committed suicide. The consequences were devestating to everyone involved. Maybe this story will help someone who is contemplating suicide to decide against it.
Suicide is not the solution that some may think it is. Problems and unresolved issues will haunt family and friends for many decades.
My nephew, who was just a baby at the time, would always ask about his uncle. He eventually learned to point up at the sky and say, “Uncle Scott”.
But the reality is that he missed out on having the benefit and support of his uncle as he grew up. And of course, there are countless interactions with family members that will be missed over the decades.
Suicide is permanent. And the effects that it has on loved ones also lasts over a life time.
My brother was only 22 years old at the time he chose to commit suicide. I was only 24.
I remember going to the viewing and seeing his lifeless body. They couldn’t quite erase all of the signs of his violent death. And that image will stick with the living for the rest of their lives.
In the end, the temporary pain someone escapes by committing...