Help me understand
I really just can’t get my brain around this. We got the news yesterday that a former neighbor of ours had committed suicide. She was a wife, a mother, and a grandmother of at least two. We have not heard why she wanted to kill herself. We know that she was very despondent over having to move from her home next to my parents. But it’s inconceivable to me to swallow a handful of pills over a collection of wood and plastic.
The whole reason that they moved from their house was over some of the other neighbors that moved in. Her husband was a very meticulous man, who kept his yard neat and his house maintained. When the trash that moved in across the alley started doing the whole mangy dog-cars on blocks deal, he just couldn’t deal with it. So he decided to move. She did not want to.
I have heard that she could not drive down this street anymore. I have heard that just talking about this house would bring tears to her eyes.
But is that enough to end your life?
I will say something now that is likely to be very unpopular, but I think suicide, in most cases (NOT ALL- just most), is about the most selfish thing a person can do.
She left her husband a widower, and her children without a mother. Her one grand child will never understand what happened to Grandma, he is three. They have another on the way. That one will never meet her.
All over a house. Wood. Concrete. Glass. Wires. Shingles. Fixtures. Things.
I just don’t understand.
Sigh
The whole reason that they moved from their house was over some of the other neighbors that moved in. Her husband was a very meticulous man, who kept his yard neat and his house maintained. When the trash that moved in across the alley started doing the whole mangy dog-cars on blocks deal, he just couldn’t deal with it. So he decided to move. She did not want to.
I have heard that she could not drive down this street anymore. I have heard that just talking about this house would bring tears to her eyes.
But is that enough to end your life?
I will say something now that is likely to be very unpopular, but I think suicide, in most cases (NOT ALL- just most), is about the most selfish thing a person can do.
She left her husband a widower, and her children without a mother. Her one grand child will never understand what happened to Grandma, he is three. They have another on the way. That one will never meet her.
All over a house. Wood. Concrete. Glass. Wires. Shingles. Fixtures. Things.
I just don’t understand.
Sigh
