Ever deal with suicide of someone you knew?

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Thankfully, I have never had close friend's or family.
But my most memorable one, I was probably 13 years old or so. Member of our church. There every Sunday with his wife and Daughter. Think the Daughter was 3 years older than me.

This old boy meant business and was a farmer. Went into the barn one day. Hung a rope from the rafters for his neck. Built a large fire underneath for landing. Put the rope around his neck, then leaned off the hay loft and shot himself in the head with a 12 gauge shotgun. 3 different ways to die.

Makes one wonder what demons he faced.
 
Yes. My ex-girlfriend's younger brother, who was like a little brother to me. Very sad; tragic. I had not seen him in quite a while; stuff happened; a divorce and the drowning death of one of his daughters. He needed a release. That was almost 40 years ago and Walter is still in my thoughts.
 
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My best friend from high school had access to cyanide. He was a manic depressive, alcoholic, and faced many demons. He drank a cyanide highball while on the telephone, trying to reconcile with his wife. He was 35.
 
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No one super close but had a few acquaintances and some others I knew. Been to enough. Demons or no demons but it usually sucks pretty bad for the friends or family.
 
Yes - an uncle and a brother-in-law. And my wife's first husband chose that path and her pain and loss hurts my heart to see her go though it when it's on her mind. The way he did it, it makes watching a lot of movies hard - any movie that shows a firearm up close to someone's head really jacks her up.
 
Thankfully, I have never had close friend's or family.
But my most memorable one, I was probably 13 years old or so. Member of our church. There every Sunday with his wife and Daughter. Think the Daughter was 3 years older than me.

This old boy meant business and was a farmer. Went into the barn one day. Hung a rope from the rafters for his neck. Built a large fire underneath for landing. Put the rope around his neck, then leaned off the hay loft and shot himself in the head with a 12 gauge shotgun. 3 different ways to die.

Makes one wonder what demons he faced.
I walked in and found my roommate/good friend hanging from the hallway ceiling by an extension cord, about 8 years ago now.
It's something I will never stop thinking about.
I've come close to ending myself a lot of times in my life also, but thinking about other people finding me is what pulls me out every time.
 
A friend of mine Mother in Law jumped off the Coronado Bridge here in San Diego. About ten years later his Wife did the same.
A few years later a different friend's brother jumped off the same bridge being chased by the Police.
 
My best friend, Lee, shot himself in the head in 1977. His wife was pregnant with their first child and he was sooooo excited. Problem was, when the baby was born the child was obviously not his. Lee was just 24 years old, a super nice guy, a loyal friend, trustworthy, not a mean bone in his body, and so highly intelligent in math and science it seemed unfair.

Even 47 years later I still stop by his gravesite every year for a friendly chat.

Scott


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One of my older brothers, a Vietnam vet, took his own life in 2006. He came back from there a different person. He didn’t talk about it much at all. He once told my sister he did “unspeakable things” there.
 
Yes.

At 66, it's enough time to have encountered such a thing.

Sadly, the people were pretty silently about their demons. Sure there were clues, but not one reached out.
 
My older brother.
He had issues since we were kids. When he finally did it, it wasn't much of a surprise.
Regardless, I still think of him from time to time.
I don't miss him much, as we weren't close, but he did teach me a lot about how not to treat others.
 
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Please no more dark threads.
It's good to be mindful of reality. Our lives are so short and our priorities need re-balancing constantly. I believe it is better to have awareness vs. head buried in the sand.

My uncle, a seemingly content firefighter, committed suicide when I was 22. It baffles me that we miss the signs of distress.
 
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A neighbor shot himself in the head. I'll never forget seeing him outside working a few hours before he did it.

I heard the shot in the middle of the night.

The children suffered much from it.
 
I've had 5 friends/relatives/co-workers take their own lives. One told me in 1978 that if he ever had a stroke and was incapable of looking after himself he would take care of it. He had a stroke in 2013, gone about 2 months later.
 
Lots of friends over the years, and some extended family members have committed suicide. In each case, no one knew they were struggling.

Except for one who killed himself last April. He posted on a website where lots of people knew him personally. When he posted his method for ensuring his demise, lots of people, including me, reached out to him. He claimed it was just talk, and he wasn't going to actually follow through. Then when we hadn't heard from him for a few days, his home was called, his wife answered, and said he had killed himself...

He apparently had a fascination with death, and wanted to write his own Obituary. He apparently wanted it to be witty and funny. I don't know of anyone who found his self-written Obituary witty or funny...


I am still mostly angry about all of them, but the last one in particular.
 
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No one close close. My best friend from 6th grade killed himself a few years ago. He was doing great in life. Suicides were "popular" on his block growing up. At least 2 others within 50 yards of his house growing up and the same age also suicided. All guys that I went through elementary to high school with. There have been a couple suicides on my little block. Three houses down and the house next to that. Four houses from mine had a murder suicide. Guy/friend at work had his son suicide.
 
I walked in and found my roommate/good friend hanging from the hallway ceiling by an extension cord, about 8 years ago now.
It's something I will never stop thinking about.
I've come close to ending myself a lot of times in my life also, but thinking about other people finding me is what pulls me out every time.
Not that Bob is the suicide prevention hotline but please reach out when those dark thoughts happen.
 
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