Suicide is a difficult thing to understand: My Father took his own life and for a time I was pissed at him for it.

His financial situation was the cause according to the rest of the family but in my eyes he should have dropped his pride and let his kids help out but he hid it from us because he was too proud.

The old man was no coward (to stick a gun in your mouth and pull the trigger takes some balls) but I have to say he left his wife and kids to deal with his problems rather than letting us help resolve them and having the family together till the natural course of things took place.

No one wants to die, but I am not afraid of death when it comes but I won't short change my family because I don't want face the hardship.

Long story short is the I loved my father but I have a bit of an issue on how and why he existed this realm of existence while leaving other in a lurch!