So a FB friend posted in a suicide prevention group a request for people to share their experiences of a loved one committing suicide. I can't believe that to be the right venue to say that my father's suicide was a blessing in my life. The last thing I want to do is suggest to someone who is at all suicidal that, yes, it's rare, but sometimes a survivor just might be better off.
Of course, it also isn't as simple as that. Yes, I was able to emerge from his disapproving influence, but I no longer assume as I used to that the rest of my childhood in his household would have been worse than what came afterward. But I had to conclude that before I dealt with the emotional impact that my stepfather subsequently had.
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