19 years ago my brother John committed suicide. Sometimes I wonder if he would have realized the impact his death would have on our family, would he have gone through with it. It has been 19 years and it still feels like yesterday. I remember the next day my mind was still expecting him to walk up that ramp and I would run to the door. No matter how late John came in the door at night he would always wake me up to give me a big hug. Before you consider taking your own life, think about how that would make your family feel.
My opinion is that teachers should not be allowed to carry current with the gun in the classroom. I understand that these are violent and uncertain times, but weapons and children do not mix. Let’s say you have a teacher that has a gun locked away in a gun cabinet, but the time you get the key to unlock the cabinet and then unlock the cabinet; chances are your classroom probably dead already. I don’t think the focus should be as much about gun control as a mental health issue. The problem lies with how we view people with mental illness. We chastise people for having mental illness and then we call them weak for seeking counseling and medication. We should encourage people to deal with their mental illness appropriately; it’s not their fault they have a mental, but their loved ones need to be extra vigilant with their care.
I’ve been reading about how people feel sorry for Adam Lanza, despite the fact that he murdered innocent children. Now you want to blame the mother and his upbringing?This is the most ludicrous thing I’ve ever heard; this is exactly why people do the awful things they do. If I commit an unlawful act, all I do is say I came from broken home and people will have sympathy for me. My mom never love me, so I went and killed innocent children. Do you hear how ridiculous that sounds? My father molested me for seven years of my life, and I have never molested any children. My mother used to tell us she regretted having us, and she is still breathing.
Depression hit many people this time a year, but please remember that your family would rather have you in their lives than some meaningless trinket.
My brother John’s death has caused lasting pain to my family. I don’t think my brother could have ever understood the gravity of his actions; I don’t think he could have anticipated the ripple effect his actions would have caused years later.
Now I sometimes worry about the state of my brother’s spiritual well-being. Please remember nobody ever completely without hope.
everybody deserves to be loved, validated and appreciated, as loved ones it is our job to provide those things for them.