I Lost Someone To Suicide

You always expect that someone else's baby or a closed friend, or someone else you do not know commits suicide. But one late evening I learned of my wonderful niece. She committed suicide. She could speak eight different languages was a...

My father died when I was eight -- he was 35. My family told me that he had had a heart attack. The death certificate said otherwise. They still haven't told me the truth. I'm 44 now.

This story isn't about my father's death...

I'm a 16 year old girl, and I lost my father to suicide back in 2011 on October 20th. It was only 2 weeks after my 15th birthday when my mother received the tragic call. Still to this day, I can hear the exact way she sounded when she...

I lost my sister to suicide and although we were pretty close, I can hardly tell what I am feeling right now. I didn't cry much yet, just got angry at first for what she did... she didn't thought of us before doing this. Although I'm...

My mother was a stunning woman. She was of irish, french and tahitian heritage. The clearest blue eyes, dark curly long mane for hair, a models body with the height to match. Apple of her fathers eye, eldest of three, spoiled by the...

This is such a hard thing to do. And honestly... I thought I would never be able to share something so hurtful and one of the causes of this terrible state I'm in... but I just read the story of one of my new EP friends, and have the...

Ten years ago this month, my precious first born child, my son Joey, decided to take his own life at age 38, It was the day before Thanksgiving that his father found him in his home. I will never forget the phone call telling me my...

I was only 13 when my best friend committed suicide on his 15th birthday. June 24 2011.
Joey lost his mum to cancer when he was 7 and ever since then his father would physically abuse him whenever he got drunk, which was quite often...

I lost my sister to suicide in 2011. We had no idea, like alot of suicides i suppose, that this was coming. She was always so strong and so bright. She pulled me out of some very dark places and helped my find a way to live. I wish i...

I lost my mother to suicide exactly one month ago today. Looking back at our lives, my family realized that her angry moments truly reflected bipolar disorder just like her own mother and brother. I knew my mother had been struggling...

Their names were Alice and Bella. I... I can't even begin to describe the hurt... its like... beyond emotional feeling words... I cried for days when I heard Alice was dead and I have nightmares about her... I miss her... and Bella too...

I cannot believe it has been almost two years since we lost you. My emotions at times can feel just as raw as the day you left. But then there are days where you don’t cross my mind, almost like it was a nightmare, long forgotten...

You were an incredible friend. You were so kind and tender. You were never cruel to anyone. I am so sorry it happened like this. I don't pretend to know what was happening in your life, but you changed everyones' lives for the better...

I first experienced suicide in 1973. I was 17. It was a snowy March day when I was driving home from high school and I saw the sheriff and the ambulance in front of my house. My little brother who was a freshman in high school was...

 
 
                               A Dedication To...

I stood there all in black. Black dress, black coat, black umbrella. Black soul in mourning.

A pitiless world is this where a man can find no solace in the arms of his friends. 

Went back to dust, & gone. 

when I got a call that my son's body had been found in his home. He had shot himself.   He was only 38 years old, my firstborn.  Day before Thanksgiving it will be 10 years that he has been gone.  That holiday especially can be...

Bobby is gone the children are growing I am emotionally and physically exhausted. I never have time to grieve or to rest always going always hurting will this cycle never end???? He shouldn't have left me he shouldn't have hurt us...

I don't know where to start, or even really what to say. But this is burning a hole in my brain & perhaps if I put it out there my stomach will stop twisting into knots.
I've never really been able to get my head around the difference...

I really try to not dwell in the past, but someone asked a question this week that reminded me of the unique circumstances around surviving the suicide of someone you love.  
My husband took his own life four years ago.  It...