Dealing with suicide (part 2)

Dealing with suicide (part 2)

When dealing with death and suicide, it is important to ensure that you let go of the emotions, accept the circumstances, accept their inability to change the circumstances and devote themselves seriously positive activities. This will work as a catalyst for building up your city with a new and improved life.

tears flocked from the breast of my emotional groundwater ladder. Relentless in his search for his exit. The pain was deep and without mercy. We were separated from our birth mother when we were only 9 or 10 months old, and were forced to be briefly raised by our stepmother and then by our sisters when their time ended. But with all of this, the desire for male bond was always a hot persecution. We always hunted afterwards, but my father kept racing away. The question of whether we could live without him did not arise when you consider that he was there but was not present for many years, and we developed a coping strategy that made it possible for us to make careers, etc. For me it was a question of lost hope that he would ever consciously decide to get up and be the father. I thought maybe I am naive to believe that after 27 years of self -defense we would have one day. So how do I live to deal with this pain that crushes my emotions? I hope that my father will teach me how to be a man, after all I have no other choice. I learned too quickly that the answers I needed would come in the most unexpected place; my wise in me.

When the pain is overwhelming, let go of it. Since I was never taught how to be a man, I rely very much on my own observations of behaviors that were omnipresent in my area. I never saw my father cry, so I thought men probably shouldn't cry. It was a sissy until I realized that wines were there to help with the healing, and every tear that ran over my face spoke volumes about my own fragile humanity. It spoke of my ability to feel empathy and sympathy for others. It taught me something about my ability to love. I had become so cold that I no longer knew the meaning of warmth, and my experience as a young man who had to endure one fight after another made me angry with God, angry with the church. It led me to lose the belief in mankind to believe in my ability to become an integrative man. I was just hopeless. But my crying helped me to let go of my pain. It prevented me from missing my "porridge", as I called him lovingly, no, but when the crying stopped, the stop for me was an indication that I could continue. When I noticed that I had the ability to stop crying, I took the opportunity to laugh at a nice memory. We all have the ability to rebuild our empire after a loss, but we have to accept that we can do it first.

You cannot take the place of those you love, nor do you have the ability to reverse the fact. We all have our autonomy and our free will to protect the laws of all jurisdiction. If someone decides to commit suicide, you have to accept the fact that you have not changed his opinion. To think about what could have happened or what they could have done will not bring the person back, their hope will only move further into the abyss. So the earlier you can accept that it was not your fault and you are powerless to undo it, the sooner you can pass to build a life beyond injuries.

take part in activities that help to release these feel -good hormones. Sport, movement, good conversations with a lot of laughter, read a book, sign a good song. There is a lot. Suicide is also difficult for relatives and therefore you would like to make sure that you use the best material when trying to rebuild the broken city of your heart. In this way, the building blocks of their character are stronger than before the catastrophe to experience the suicide of a loved one. I wrote songs during the experience that I had in 2014. At that time they made me cry more than anything. But the more I cried, the more I was healed. I also had some really great laughs with friends who talked about the funny things my father used to do. Sometimes the simplest things like the pronouncement of my wife's name with a French accent were always a classic. Or his strange way to tell us, I smoke, but don't dare. When we were nearby, he always went to a dark place under a tree to smoke. I think it was his way of trying not to bring his own demons into our lives.

if you can practice what is said above; If you accept the current circumstances, accept your inability to change, cry over it and to concentrate on the positive during your time of dealing with death and especially the suicide of a loved one, you will be on the best way to help yourself, a productive and wonderful healing experience.