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27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.

 
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I might get some backlash for this story so be gentle .My birth father took his life last February with a gun to the head (I don't blame the gun). I have mixed feelings as he was never really in my life and made poor choices even though he had a good upbringing. I didn't hate the guy, just didn't really know him as he rarely talked or shared his feelings. He was troubled and truly believe he is happier now, more at peace. Don't get me wrong I do not advocate suicide but somehow I know he is at peace and happy. He was 66 so he wasn't a youngster not that it matters. Your story is very moving and you and I would be close the same age, it would be hard taking that much abuse, but I am glad you found your way.
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My selfish brother tried to kill himself last november while my mother is dealing with breast & lymph-node cancer. I still can't stand to be around him for doing that, he has two sons and one was in the house when he tried this bullshit.
Selfish asshole!
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Warrior Poet, thanks for sharing your story. I wish more would share their stories, as there is always someone out there who needs to hear it. I believe God did answer your prayer before you shot yourself. You are alive and have a perspective that most don't and can encourage others in ways most can't (like those boys at the Bible camp). All of our days are numbered. As Moses said in Psalm 90, "Teach us to number our days, O God, so that we can gain a heart of wisdom". And as David said in Psalm 39, "“O Lord, make me know my end….and what is the measure of my days…let me know how fleeting I am!" Life is short-- and may be a whole lot shorter than you think-- so live it to the full.
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I do not what to say. My brother committed suicide by gunshot to face on January 6, 2011. The people he left behind will never be the same.

I am SO GLAD you survived to tell your story.

I am a bit overwhelmed right now reading your story. Stay strong.
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Sorry to hear that my friend, may God bless you and the OP.

OP, as soon as I read that you took the Bible into the woods, I knew who saved you from death that day.

;D May God continue to bless you, and thank you for sharing your story.

I went through the same thing as you, not as severe with physical beatings or anything like that, but I was mentally abused. Still kind of am, but I am fine now, conspiracies have helped me.
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I knew a guy, a really nice guy, who made the mistake of getting drunk one pretty weekend day.

As he drank his mood grew dark, then he took a shotgun and pointed it at his chest and pulled the trigger. He spent a year in the hospital and never drank after that.
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Did you still have to do the list of chores?
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You never miss a chance to take a shot...
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Cool story bro..hf

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You are a brave and illuminated soul. Like you, I also had a difficult childhood/adolescence with physical, sexual, and mental abuse as factors. I regularly thought and planned my suicide. After I had two first cousins commit suicide by hanging and saw and felt the ripple effects of their actions on the entire family, I changed my thoughts on commuting suicide myself. Life is often difficult, not fair, disappointing, etc. but, we are all here for a reason and not giving up is one of them. Bless you op for you have a gift in your writing and sharing your story. You would be a wonderful speaker to youth groups, church groups, and schools. I urge you to contact a public speaking agency to get started. You have a powerful message that would be helpful to many who are struggling.
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Very touching OP, and maybe I missed it but did you ever think of running away? Did it just come across as futile because you'd be found eventually and then things might get worse or what?
We were meant to live for so much more, have we lost ourselves?
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Did you still have to do the list of chores?
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You never miss a chance to take a shot...
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I just don't want kids to think that shooting themselves is a valid excuse not to do their chores...
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Thanks for telling the story.
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I don't believe your story but whatever.

Also you should of shot your dad or the polceman who abused you if he was so bad as you said.

You would of got off easily as a child.
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i have known a few people who have ended their lives,i too grew up in a very abusive family and i have had my share of problems from it, i tried to end it in the mid 80,s and wound up in the hospital for a couple days . it isnt worth it it WILL get better , life sucks alot especially these days but i just grit my teeth and keep plugging away. too anyone out there comtemplating suicide i say DONT, give time her chance, and find someone whom you can share your life with . people who have weathered a stormy past are beacons of hope to those who are NOW experiencing it for themselves. peace
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At one point in my late 20s, I found myself on the street - homeless. I suffer with Post Truamatic Stress Disorder and still the bouts of depression, making keeping a job difficult at times. After looking at my life over the last two decades I understand somethings about suicide and life. One of the fears...you may actually try it again. Every failed attempt supposedly raises odds of future attempts by 40x. I broke a sacred trust when I pulled the trigger.

My own brain wouldn't trust me. I think when I was battling to stay alive, *if* I lived...never again. My brain built a safe vale type switch inside of me. It always monitors my life. When my life started to get overwhelmed it shuts down.

The season when I was homeless...my wife had just had an affair. I was working fulltime and going to college full time. I was devestated by the affair, unable to sleep, concentrate and worried I may turn to my drug of choice, suicide. I didn it once before, and I had desentyzed myself to the fear of it. So I started yanking irons out of the fire. Quit college, quit work, everything.

I paid a price for it. I slept for two years. I worked as a bouncer at night and slept during the day but I was alive. LIfe got better. I picked up the pieces and started over.

This year, I lost my job due to the economy. My family and I are struggling but I continue to count blessings. Take one day at a time and tell the beast I fought...life is worth living. If I have to live under a bridge, so be it. I'll never give up. I'll never quit again. On Friday, one of my friends called me up and asked if I wanted to work with him. I have a job waiting for me in Feb. My wife and I downsized our home to save in housing cost, life always does get better. No storm rages forever. They always have a beginning, middle and an end.

After the round went off...that voice whispered in my ear, "Name a reason to live..." I frantically thought ove my sixteen years of life and heard and felt a wrinkle in time. I heard the sound of a child playing/laughing....I said, "I want to be a dad..." It said, "That's a good reason, crawl now!" When I was homeless and the beast came kicking at my feet and it said, "What's the use of going on?" I remembered back to that day in the woods and told it, "I have a reason to live...get away from me."
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thank you friend, you helped me today. i too had a hard time coming up. i live today for him, my life don't belong to me. i like to keep it that way. sometimes it is still very hard. i push into the night. i can almost see the light of the coming day...
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Thank you for sharing your story. I have felt the similar feeling of being "trapped" with no way out but death. As a teenager I lacked the ability to see that one day I would be responsible and in control of my own life, and I would be able to avoid certain family members. I tried to overdose on pills and just made myself really sick but it allowed me to get that "slap across the face" I needed to wake up and change my views about life. I am not saying people should try suicide, I am saying sometimes bad things happen for a reason. I am glad you made it out OK.
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God Bless you op. We can stop the cycle of abuse and I remind myself every day that my children will never know the life I did. I never attempted suicide but I had another life in my dreams and I would go to sleep early with anticipation that in my sleep, in my dreams, I could be happy and no longer afraid. I actually thought the abuse was normal until I was 14.
Now it is as if I can correct the wrong doing by hugging my children and telling them I love them. Breaking the cycle is therapy in itself to me.

Carry on my friend, hugs to you.
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Sadly my children didn't escape, I had no idea my father was a predator you see, my mum kept it secret, even though she had called her own sister a tart because he abused her when she was eleven, every day I struggle to stay positive because I think one day I might be able to make it up in some small way to my beautiful children. My mother beat the crap out of me when I was young, so I trusted my dad totally because he alway dragged her off of us kids when we were defenseless, turns out I actually had two of the worse parents imaginable not just one. It actually makes me feel filthy deep down to my DNA. He commited suicide the day he was due in crown court. I knew he would because he was a coward. There are no actions taken by police to prevent it either. He was left free til the court case. I found a letter in his flat when we had to clear it out afterwards saying he could go to prison for 14 years due to the amount of other children who had come forward and the sheer overwhelming evidence of statements. I adore my family and couldn't stop apologising for my ingnorance of what he was for a long time. Every morning I wake up and it feels like a horrific groundhog day.
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OP, the very best to you and your family.

My brother shot himself in the head quite a few years ago. It's a shame people who are depressed and/or abused and want to take their life, can't see the future without them first. It's a shame they can't see the suffering and loss of those lef behind.

My brother's trauma, came from information that was given to him about his birth when he was just eight years old. He was a very normal boy until an outsider decided to give him information that wasn't for an eight year old's ears. From that moment, the trauma of the knowledge imparted to him at such a young age sent him on a spiral of depression and issues that would mount to an unmanageable point for him and thus, he ended his life to end his emotional torture. No one could save him from that torture, no matter how hard we tried.

OP, I am so glad you are still here.
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Thanks for sharing that I dot know what else to say, God Bless you
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A failure?

Good Lord, what an angry self centered response to a most compelling success. OP is a most significant witness to what you can summon from inside and in this he credits an angel and God for his survival and growth.

I think he has summarized in this the fact that we all have to learn to accept the gift of life that has been granted to us, to wade through the challenges, the unfairness and deceit which abounds in families, the lack of comprehension that surrounds us in our neighbors and that community which should, instead, be there to support each other through the joys and the bad experiences we all share from one degree to another.

God bless him and all who get frozen in time and overwhelmed with the suffering and lack of compassion which is and has always been manifest, especially from those who should have provided shelter and love but could not, most likely to them having shared these very same failures from their 'loved' ones pathology.

In the extreme, he found the pathway out of that time which had him bound in fear and pain and now lives free. Even with the probolems he expresses he is freer than so many I see posting on here daily.

Thank you for sharing your story it is still unfolding and will produce so much more good.
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Twenty seven years ago, at age 16. I took the end of a rifle and put it 1 inch from my heart and pulled the trigger.

Here on Jan 24th I will celebrate my 27th life anniversary.

I used to have a F/B account and wanted to acknowledge my upcoming anniversary but I discontinued my account two weeks ago (don't miss it). I started a suicide prevention page last year, I do miss the page but I left some admins behind to run it for me.


I suffered/suffer with debilitating bouts of depression. I grew up in an abusive home. On occasion I was hit until I bled and was blamed that the beatings...were my fault. I lived in fear for my life from the abuser. One night, when I was 14...the man stopped a truck in the middle of dark reasonably busy road. He turned out the lights on a blind curve, to yell at me for several minutes. I had a chainsaw swung at my head one afternoon. Locked in a bare room for days on end...it goes on. I tried for 7 months to reach out for help. I demonstrated many of the classic signs and symptoms of a suicidal person: I gave things away. I talked about no future...was obsessed with death. Cuts, bruises started to show up on my body. I even read an entry in an encyclopedia entry on suicide to see what I should be doing.

I finally gave into to suicide in June 1985. I made attempts at suicide from June to Jan. or "shows of suicide"... I made a pact with myself. I decided that between Jan 1- May 30...in 1986 I would shoot myself. I reached the resolution phase. The abuse at home was always bad over summer. I was safe in school or in public. The abuser was a high ranking police official. Because, i knew I was going to be dead I had no need for grades or school....my semester collapsed. Classes I typically maintained a passing grade...collapsed to failures. (Another sign something was wrong). I enjoyed my last Christmas. To this day Bruce Springstein's "Santa is Coming to Town" causes PTSD flashbacks. The song was played all the time on the radio a month before I shot myself.

On Jan 23, I brought home the worst grades ever. My step mother happened to catch a look at my brothers grades before mine. His grades weren't bad, but he had seen what happened to me growing up and he was afraid. My step mother warned me, "For your sake...your grades had better be better than this or I wouldn't put it past your father to hurt you."

I had my plan in place. I lied to her. I told her my grades were actually very good and I would have them for her on Monday. They were in my pocket. My exact thought..."It's time" My father got home and bought the lie as well. He gave me a very long list of chores to do for the next day. This list...like the report cards sealed my fate for the next day.


The next day Jan. 24th I got home from school. I set my plan into motion. I snuck a .22
 Quoting: warrior poet


That's awesome that you had the courage to post that here.

Suicide is the only "final" solution. It's sad that people don't realize what a gift life is regardless of what situation you are in.

I myself suffered from an abusive homelife and considered suicide a few times in my younger years.

Thankfully, my father who was very abusive, was also on the emergency response team. When I was 12 he was called to the scene of an accident where a car had swerved into an oncoming transport truck.

In the wreckage were 2 adults and 3 children. I guess they were about the same age as me and my 2 siblings.

He came home that night and hugged each of us and said he was sorry while crying uncontrollably. He never hit any of us ever again.

From 12 - 18 it was tough for me. Though the abuse had stopped at home, the torment from my peers at school and after school was almost unbearable. Thankfully, my Youth Minister at my church saw this and took me under his wing and taught me the most important thing when dealing with bullies...

"In 20 years, you'll be doing what you love and they will be pumping your gas"

Of course it was hard for a teen to conceive of 20 years down the road, but I hung on to it.

Now I'm 20 years down the road and I see my children suffering in the same ways with bullies and I tell them the same things, and help them find solutions to dealing with bullies (my 13 yr old just signed up for an MMA class... she's a tough kid!).

And yes, those guys that used to gang up on me and beat the shit out of me are pumping my gas, or cleaning up my lawn or fixing my roof.

Nothing feels as good as leaving them a big tip and thanking them for their help. The cycle has to stop somewhere.

Thanks again OP for posting this. Best post in a long time on GLP.
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OP, the very best to you and your family.

My brother shot himself in the head quite a few years ago. It's a shame people who are depressed and/or abused and want to take their life, can't see the future without them first. It's a shame they can't see the suffering and loss of those lef behind.

My brother's trauma, came from information that was given to him about his birth when he was just eight years old. He was a very normal boy until an outsider decided to give him information that wasn't for an eight year old's ears. From that moment, the trauma of the knowledge imparted to him at such a young age sent him on a spiral of depression and issues that would mount to an unmanageable point for him and thus, he ended his life to end his emotional torture. No one could save him from that torture, no matter how hard we tried.

OP, I am so glad you are still here.
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What could have happened at his birth that would be bad enough to cause him to kill himself?
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I do not what to say. My brother committed suicide by gunshot to face on January 6, 2011. The people he left behind will never be the same.

I am SO GLAD you survived to tell your story.

I am a bit overwhelmed right now reading your story. Stay strong.
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I am sorry for your brother's loss of life...and it's not a pat response. Truly. There was an overwhelming push to silence what happened to me. The small town where I grew up was told, it was an accidental discharge. I was told to keep quiet about it. 1 year after my shooting, a fellow classmate shot and killed himself. My vice principal shot himself as well both died. Each shooting left me reeling in my own moment. I saw the flash, heard the roar and felt the implosion.

I suffered with survivors guilt for years. I struggled with society and their stigma surrounding it. No one cared to understand why I pulled the trigger. They hit the suicide curtain and that was it, no more reason or compassion.

I shared this story 6 months after the shooting. It was a sports bible camp. They had a microphone night. They said, "Hey campers if God has worked in a mighty way in your life come and share." I listened to the other kids share their stories and anecdotes: God helped me with peer pressure, study for a test, win a game etc etc. I thought, "Hey I bet they want to hear what God did for me...I should've died. I prayed for God to deliver my life with an Angel, and boy I am still alive and thankful to him..." I got up and delivered that story. I think I made it back to my seat before the room irrupted in applause, cheers and hugs. Kids confessed to me, they were suicidal. I took them to their sponsors and the sponsor was shocked and dumbfounded. The kids got help. They were pen pals for months after. I repeated this at a few more camps over the span of 18 months.

One day...I was pulled aside and told, "You can't share this anymore." It was to sensitive and controversial. I had been censored.

I was once suicidal. I once tried to take my life and for a few moments in time, succeeded. But, I saw the value in life. I was sorry and wanted my life back. God forgave and restored my life back to me. I pictured my life similar to the thief on the cross. While dying a violent death he pleaded for mercy and God responded. Likewise, He responded to my pleas. I should've died on that night 27 years ago. I don't totally remember how I got out of the woods. I don't know how my voice carried across the field. I don't know why my brother felt something pulling on his shirt and demanding he run towards the woods. I heard something speak to me that night in the woods. I felt it touch my body. It felt like being grounded on a live wire.


I have had some people contact me and they told me they are alive today because of my interaction at community events. I set up a tent and chat with people, hand out bibles and mental health brochures etc. Trying to reach some that are despondent to the point of death
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Keep going, brother. I wonder if the people who tried to silence you were filled with shame and secrets, and your transparency convicted them. Keep going.
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Twenty seven years ago, at age 16. I took the end of a rifle and put it 1 inch from my heart and pulled the trigger.

Here on Jan 24th I will celebrate my 27th life anniversary.

I used to have a F/B account and wanted to acknowledge my upcoming anniversary but I discontinued my account two weeks ago (don't miss it). I started a suicide prevention page last year, I do miss the page but I left some admins behind to run it for me.


I suffered/suffer with debilitating bouts of depression. I grew up in an abusive home. On occasion I was hit until I bled and was blamed that the beatings...were my fault. I lived in fear for my life from the abuser. One night, when I was 14...the man stopped a truck in the middle of dark reasonably busy road. He turned out the lights on a blind curve, to yell at me for several minutes. I had a chainsaw swung at my head one afternoon. Locked in a bare room for days on end...it goes on. I tried for 7 months to reach out for help. I demonstrated many of the classic signs and symptoms of a suicidal person: I gave things away. I talked about no future...was obsessed with death. Cuts, bruises started to show up on my body. I even read an entry in an encyclopedia entry on suicide to see what I should be doing.

I finally gave into to suicide in June 1985. I made attempts at suicide from June to Jan. or "shows of suicide"... I made a pact with myself. I decided that between Jan 1- May 30...in 1986 I would shoot myself. I reached the resolution phase. The abuse at home was always bad over summer. I was safe in school or in public. The abuser was a high ranking police official. Because, i knew I was going to be dead I had no need for grades or school....my semester collapsed. Classes I typically maintained a passing grade...collapsed to failures. (Another sign something was wrong). I enjoyed my last Christmas. To this day Bruce Springstein's "Santa is Coming to Town" causes PTSD flashbacks. The song was played all the time on the radio a month before I shot myself.

On Jan 23, I brought home the worst grades ever. My step mother happened to catch a look at my brothers grades before mine. His grades weren't bad, but he had seen what happened to me growing up and he was afraid. My step mother warned me, "For your sake...your grades had better be better than this or I wouldn't put it past your father to hurt you."

I had my plan in place. I lied to her. I told her my grades were actually very good and I would have them for her on Monday. They were in my pocket. My exact thought..."It's time" My father got home and bought the lie as well. He gave me a very long list of chores to do for the next day. This list...like the report cards sealed my fate for the next day.


The next day Jan. 24th I got home from school. I set my plan into motion. I snuck a .22
 Quoting: warrior poet


That's awesome that you had the courage to post that here.

Suicide is the only "final" solution. It's sad that people don't realize what a gift life is regardless of what situation you are in.

I myself suffered from an abusive homelife and considered suicide a few times in my younger years.

Thankfully, my father who was very abusive, was also on the emergency response team. When I was 12 he was called to the scene of an accident where a car had swerved into an oncoming transport truck.

In the wreckage were 2 adults and 3 children. I guess they were about the same age as me and my 2 siblings.

He came home that night and hugged each of us and said he was sorry while crying uncontrollably. He never hit any of us ever again.

From 12 - 18 it was tough for me. Though the abuse had stopped at home, the torment from my peers at school and after school was almost unbearable. Thankfully, my Youth Minister at my church saw this and took me under his wing and taught me the most important thing when dealing with bullies...

"In 20 years, you'll be doing what you love and they will be pumping your gas"

Of course it was hard for a teen to conceive of 20 years down the road, but I hung on to it.

Now I'm 20 years down the road and I see my children suffering in the same ways with bullies and I tell them the same things, and help them find solutions to dealing with bullies (my 13 yr old just signed up for an MMA class... she's a tough kid!).

And yes, those guys that used to gang up on me and beat the shit out of me are pumping my gas, or cleaning up my lawn or fixing my roof.

Nothing feels as good as leaving them a big tip and thanking them for their help. The cycle has to stop somewhere.

Thanks again OP for posting this. Best post in a long time on GLP.
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Alot of very brave stories here, true humans are remarkably resilient and strong. Very strong. We don't let the ba.....s of this world beat us down. Sometimes we get down but as the song says, we get back up again. xxxx
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Re: 27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.
Thank you for sharing your story. I wonder how many of us have contemplated suicide before? I tried it once when I was a teenager by swallowing a whole bottle of aspirin. I don't know how I didn't die, but I didn't, I didn't bleed out anywhere, but I sure felt like hell the next day. I have battled depression on and off my entire life, but that was the only time I was ever serious about suicide. I swore from that moment on, that I would never ever do anything as foolish as that again. God spoke to me that night and I felt his presence with me. I never went to ER...I just made it through by the grace of God is all I can think of.

Suicide is not worth it. Whatever the problems may be, there is always another way out....we all have options...they may not be many at first, but anything is better than killing oneself.
Again thank you so much for your story. Life is precious...sometimes it is very hard for people to see this because the pain is so strong.
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Don't post that again or the same thing will happen, OP.
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Do elaborate...
Censorship is not a mainstay of this forum? Is it?
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01/16/2013 01:32 PM
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Re: 27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.
Thanks for sharing such a moving and powerful testimony. I agree with what one of the other posters said about getting your story published. If it got published it would help so many who have and are undergoing severe problems in life.

Thanks again!
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01/16/2013 01:36 PM

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Re: 27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.
Just the fact that others have learned from your experience makes your life worth living.

I too have a father similar to yours.. Everyone around him is on meds to deal with his bi-polar nature. I now understand why he was so anti-gun when I was growing up.
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01/16/2013 02:07 PM
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Re: 27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.
I have my plan in motion, and nothing will stop me! I will not be a cowardly loser like yourself!

Failing at killing yourself is worse than failing at life.
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01/16/2013 02:22 PM

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Re: 27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.
Thank you for sharing your story, OP. I hope you will find peace---
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01/16/2013 02:31 PM
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Re: 27 years ago...I took my life with a rifle.
"I have a plan in motion"

Boy, aren't you full of justification.

It is your choice. You will really get back at someone, now, won't you. If you are sad and full of self pity I am sad for you. I am not sad for you to castigate another who has shared their story in a frank and positive manner.

It takes fortitude to do what he has.

Real fortitude to say I was wrong no matter how hard my life was to inflict this upon me and since has turned his life into a miraculous positive and now has a family about which to care and raise.

Praise be to him for doing this.

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