Let me relate my experience. My dad was a schizophrenic. He was in and out of mental institutions for several years.
He committed suicide by putting a shotgun under his chin. I was 18. From the perspective of my family, it was devastating.
He did not leave a note, and my neighbor is the one that found him. I know he was tormented by his illness. I don't know his state of mind when he did it.
I've given this a lot of thought, and here is my take: He either had a moment of clarity, and decided he didn't want to live like that, or, he was tired of living with mental illness and said screw it.
What bothered me the most was not knowing why.
I can say I would never do that to my family, because I know what it feels like. But I don't judge people that do make that decision. You have to be in a bad place to make that choice. I don't think bravery or cowardice plays into it. It's a state of mind.
He committed suicide by putting a shotgun under his chin. I was 18. From the perspective of my family, it was devastating.
He did not leave a note, and my neighbor is the one that found him. I know he was tormented by his illness. I don't know his state of mind when he did it.
I've given this a lot of thought, and here is my take: He either had a moment of clarity, and decided he didn't want to live like that, or, he was tired of living with mental illness and said screw it.
What bothered me the most was not knowing why.
I can say I would never do that to my family, because I know what it feels like. But I don't judge people that do make that decision. You have to be in a bad place to make that choice. I don't think bravery or cowardice plays into it. It's a state of mind.