Can one day change your life?
Of course it can! Whether for better or worse, it can only take one day to change your whole life.
I lived a rough moment last year. My aunt committed suicide. She was suffering from depression, but she was seeing a psychiatrist so we thought she was getting better.
Our families had never been closed, but I really loved her. She was my favourite aunt. She was very kind and understanding. Her husband died three years ago and she had two sons, but she was alone because her sons had other families and they were always busy to go to visit her. I think that she died wondering if they still loved her.
I never really thought it was hard for her to be alone because she was always happy, telling jokes, singing, dancing... she didn't act like a depressed person.
When I found out she had committed suicide, all my world fell apart. I am not overreacting. I was shocked and so were her sons. The news ruined us and we lost contact for a while. After five months or so, we reunited again and they told me they were so sorry they couldn't spend much time with her and that they missed her a lot.
After her death, I realised that we should tell people what we want to tell them now, not when they are dead. I loved her, but I had never told her I did. I will always feel guilty. I knew I should've told her. It is too late now.
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Renata, I'm sure she knew that you loved her. It sounds like you enjoyed a lovely relationship with her. It's definitely not the fault of any family member that your aunt took her own life. Unfortunately she felt she just couldn't cope and that that was her only way out. I'm so sorry you had such a difficult time and please don't feel guilty. Life is too short.
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Very best wishes and a big hug, Carolina
Can one day change your life?
Of course it can! Whether for better or worse, it can only take one day to change your whole life.I went through a rough moment last year. My aunt committed suicide. She was suffering from depression, but she was seeing a psychiatrist so we thought she was getting better.
Our families had never been close, but I really loved her. She was my favourite aunt. She was very kind and understanding. Her husband died three years ago and she had two sons, but she was alone because her sons had their own families and they were always too busy to go to visit her. I think that she died wondering if they still loved her.
I never really thought it was hard for her to be alone because she was always happy, telling jokes, singing, dancing... she didn't act like a depressed person.
When I found out she had committed suicide, all my whole world fell apart. I am not overstating it. I was shocked and so were her sons. The news ruined us and we lost contact for a while. After five months or so, we reunited again (because "re"united is like "again") and they told me they were so sorry they didn't spend much time with her and that they missed her a lot.
After her death, I realised that we should tell people what we want to tell them now, not when they are dead. I loved her, but I had never told her I did. I will always feel guilty. I knew I should've told her. It is too late now.
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