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Oct 2021
I asked her what she wanted and she said I want to die
But it was just that she didn't want to face life the way it is

Life for her was full of pain, physical and mental
life was hell on earth and the only thing that was stopping her ending things was she didn't know if it would bring peace and she didn't know if there was peace in nothingness
that was all that was stopping her

I said it's not that you want to face life it is that you don't want to face life.
Your father killed himself and it hurt you all your life
and now you have a young son and you know that the rest of his life it will hurt him.

You don't want to die, you don't want to face life.

When I said I was not willing to live in that hell with her
she told me I wasn't being supportive
I told her hell was her state of mind and it could be changed
She again said I wasn't being supportive
sad story but not a hard luck one
Irving MacPherson
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