Suicide

Losing one’s child is the ultimate tragedy, the worst nightmare from which one never wakes up, the most devastating event that could happen in one’s life, the darkest curse, the deepest sorrow for one’s soul, the end of a hopeful journey, and the unnatural break in the circle of life.

However, losing one’s child to suicide is even worse because in addition to all of the above, one feels like a total failure.

It is equivalent to getting a giant ‘F’ in a course for which one had worked very hard, night and day, in sickness and in health, for years.

It is like planting every seed of fruit trees with love in an uncultivated field, looking after them carefully year after year, watering them, removing the weeds, giving them extra nourishment, watching the seeds grow into healthy plants, waiting for the time when the trees would mature and blossom, only to find the entire field destroyed unexpectedly overnight! 

It is breaking under an enormous weight of guilt, incompetence, helplessness, and hopelessness. . The guilt can be overwhelming – it can be with you day and night, not leaving a moment of peace. It is a terrible feeling.

Suicide maybe the quickest escape route for an individual trapped in the depth of depression, anxiety, or hopelessness but its effects on the parents of the victim are devastating and long-lasting. Suicide banishes the victim’s parents to a dark miserable land that has no return. For the victim’s parents, suicide is like slapping them on the face a thousand times a day for the rest of their lives for their failure to raise a healthy, happy and productive human being. Suicide is a constant reminder of everything they must have done wrong over the years.

Suicide ends all hopes and possibilities with its permanence. No second chances, no second thoughts…