Suicide Is Never The Answer

Suicide is a selfish choice, and never the answer - No matter how bad it gets.

Life can be cruel at times. Whether due to a lost job, the death of a loved one, a bad break up, or depression that gets so bad you ache for the quiet nothingness of death. But suicide is never the answer.

Most problems can be fixed with the help of friends and family, a therapist, medication, or just time. In time things will get better. Easier.

Suicide, you can't take that back.

Suicide is a selfish choice.

You may think you're ending the pain, the suffering. But all you're really doing is passing that on to someone else.

You leave a gaping hole in those you left behind. The questions, the guilt of not seeing the signs. Of not doing more.

Suicide is selfish.

I should have seen the signs when Amy stopped wanting to go out to do the things we used to love to do together. Hiking, and sitting on the beach in the winter, bundled up in the same overly large sweater.

I should have noticed the quiet meals. Her late nights at work that became more frequent.

I should have noticed how she leaned away from my embrace instead of leaning into it. I should have noticed that she rarely smiled anymore.

I noticed these things, sure… but I didn't realize the importance. I just summed it up to stress at work. Those long hours taking a heavy toll on her.

I was blinded by my love for her, my need for her to be fine.

The day I found out about Amy my world ended.

Now all I'm left with is constant heartache. Constant questions that will never be answered. Constant overwhelming sadness…..

So please take this piece of advice.

Suicide is selfish.

I wish now that I let time heal my wounds. In time I would have gotten over Amy leaving me for her boss. I would have learned to forgive and move on, instead of being left in a pit of despair so deep that it's suffocating.

Suicide is never the answer to your problems. Trust me.

I just wish I would have known that before I jumped.

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