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Sunday 25th Jan
Today marks the day that changed my families lives forever..
Suicide took my brother and things have never been the same...
Receiving the devastating phone call telling me that my brother had died and had taken his own life, I struggled thinking that this time 15 years ago my brother went through the torment in his own mind that his life was so impossible to go on with and that all alone he struggled with these thoughts to make his life so final.
I know I share this every anniversary but the private messages I receive to say that my story has helped someone with suicidal thoughts reach out for help is well worth sharing it again and again.
This is the raw truth of the after effects of suicide and my wish is for no other family to have to go through this.
I wrote this after my brothers suicide on 27th February 2010..
How it feels after a loved one has take their own life..the grief and the pain.
HOPE FOR LIFE.....
I have not kept my brother Michael's suicide a secret.
We all continue to grieve Michael's death with aspects of horror and disbelief of the effect that his suicide has had on our family.
The aftermath of suicide is anguishing for all concerned, a jumble of emotions which go from sadness, helplessness, guilt, and even anger.
I go over and over in my head of “that” night, of how isolated he felt, unable to see that he had other options, and thinking he had no one to turn to.
I will always struggle with "why", "what if and “Why didn’t I or we didn't see a sign” . I feel fortunate in that I feel I understand the “why” part of the problem. But I do not agree with what he did, his actions have hurt me deeply because of the effect on our lovely family.
The pain worsened as Father’s Day come, and tomorrow being his birthday.
I wanted to be so angry with him, so I would not feel the pain, but this just would not happen. I wanted to tell him how selfish he was, what pain he had bestowed on to all of us.
But I am not bitter.
I see the pain in my Mother’s eyes every day, I hear and see the pain that his children are going through which saddened me so deeply.
Your value and belief systems are recast. You see life through “new eyes”
This is not healing. It is an accommodation involving a new sense of self.
Months of wanting to feel “normal” but having that feeling of darkness always hanging on. Trying to grasp a change in my own personal identity.
Struggling of having to put on that façade of “everything is okay” on a daily basis when it wasn’t. Knowing that every moment a graphic picture of that traumatic night pops into your head, of someone you love, a lifeless body that now lays upon the floor and holding onto his lifeless hands not wanting to let go.
Until suicide became intertwined with our life’s, I really didn’t understand the gravity of its reach, suicide causes pain like all deaths, but it is a certain kind of pain, a totally different kind of pain. A pain of emotions like no other.
Taking your breath away to the point you can not breath. The tears of crying till your eyes can take no more.
Michael has gone. He rests eternally in peace, free of suffering.
So much changed in all our lives from that day. We cannot change what has happened, but the future gives us hope.
I am fortunate.
We are fortunate to have many wonderful friends and family members, we are so grateful for their love and support and their reality checks.
What people need to know is the ripple effect on the family that suicide can have.
If anything I can provide from my story that can help even one person, save one life, then I have SUCCEEDED...
I can just hope my beautiful mother is with Michael now.
Thinking of my nieces and nephew today Xxxx
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