A Suicide is Not Like Other Deaths.
I lost my beloved sister to suicide. She was much loved and had everything to live for. We didn’t know she was at an emotional low where despair and depression cause loss of hope and weariness with the on-going effort to live life. For a Christian family, the impact and devastation also caused confusion as we wrestled with belief and the ins and outs of why this happened in our good, loving family and as we contemplated what it all meant.
Because of my sister, Lois, I write about suicide, sadness, sorrow, pain, and suffering. I wish to inform and offer hope to anyone losing hope, who is depressed, despondent, and despairing of life. I also write for families with loved ones who are suffering. My family is private. My folks are scarred by my sister’s death. Our family will never feel complete even after all these years.
I write about my family’s loss and suicide simply to offer a ray of hope to those who need to know someone cares. Please, don’t do it. If you only knew there are people who want to help you and talk with you. Call a crisis line. Call a friend. Stay away from negative messages and dark music and dark movies. They will not help you.
I also offer a few articles to those who need them or are encouraged by them. I want to offer help and hope.
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