You've decided to do it. Life is impossible. Suicide is your way out. Fine, but before you kill yourself, there are some things you should know, when it works and, more often, when it doesn't work. Suicide is usually not successful. Ask the 25 year old who tried to electrocute himself. He lived. But both his arms are gone. What about jumping? Ask John. He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humor. That was before he leaped from a building. Now he's brain damaged and will always need care. He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But worst of all, he KNOWS he used to be normal. What about pills? Ask the 12 year old with extensive liver damage from an overdose. Have you ever seen anyone die of live damage: it takes a while. You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go. What about a hand gun: ask the 24 year old who shot himself in the head. Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm, and no vision or hearing on one side. He lived through his "fool-proof" suicide. You might too. Suicide is not glamorous. You may picture a movie star in a slinky negligee drifting off to eternal sleep from an overdose of pills. But your picture omits a likely sickening reality: as she dies, her sphincter muscles relax, and that beautiful gown is soiled with her excrement. Who will clean your blood off the carpet, or scrape your brains from the ceiling? SOMEONE has to do it. Who will have to cut you down from where you hanged yourself, or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? Your mother? Your wife? Your son? The carefully worded "loving" suicide not is no help. Those who loved you will NEVER completely recover. They'll feel regret, and an unending pain. And rage, because at that moment, you cared only about yourself. SUICIDE IS CONTAGIOUS. Look around at your family: sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, husband, wife. Look closely at the four year old playing with his cars on the rug. Kill yourself tonight, and he may do it ten years from now. Please get help sweetheart, remember it gets better.
