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A mother and her 1-year-old son are found dead in what investigators are calling a murder-suicide. Sheri Shermeyer was found with what appeared to be a self-inflicted gunshot wound and her son who just celebrated his birthday appears to have suffocated the coroner said. A Facebook post was shared on Sheri’s page a few hours before their bodies were discovered. Part of it believed to be addressed to her husband read, \”You will never see your son again.\” #InsideEdition

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Mom & Dad,

You must be strong for Mom, Dad and Candy, they will need you. You must all be strong for each other. I should had died in the accent. Spiritually I d.

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Date Published: 10/21/2022

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[Dear Mom] — Suicide Letter – a poem by TBoyAlex – All Poetry

I don’t want to live my life getting praised for my effort when it comes with failure and yes I know that I have failed you but Mom I promise this is the last …

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SUICIDE NOTE Dear mum, It’s with a… – Jannette Mugisha

It’s with a heavy heart that I write you this note, knowing the amount of pain it is going to cause you. Mum, I want you to know that I love you dearly and will …

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Mom and Dad, I’m thinking about suicide – Care to Change

This is a hard letter to write. You’re always so proud of what I do and you have such high hopes for me that I feel like I’m letting you down.

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Date Published: 9/8/2021

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Minor’s suicide note details her plans to kill mother and …

The note left behind by a 17-year-old girl, who died by suice in Kandivali West on late Wednesday night, talked about her plans to kill …

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I keep my mom’s 30 year-old suicide note in my wallet ー and I …

Corinne McDermott lost her mom to suice 30 years ago. That night, her mom left a note for her ー one that she still carries in her wallet …

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Kailia Posey’s Final Days, Suicide Note, and the Gift She …

Kailia Posey’s Final Days, Suice Note, and the Gift She Ordered for Her Mom Before She Died … “Toddlers & Tiaras” alum Kailia Posey’s mother …

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An Open Letter to the Parent I Lost to Suicide – AFSP

I want you to know I forgive you. I know that suice is complex, and that there is nothing to forgive you for. You dn’t ask to feel the way …

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Mom Posted Suicide Note On Facebook Before Killing Herself And Son
Mom Posted Suicide Note On Facebook Before Killing Herself And Son

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  • Date Published: 2016. 12. 28.
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Mom and Dad, I’m thinking about suicide

Dear Mom and Dad:

This is a hard letter to write. You’re always so proud of what I do and you have such high hopes for me that I feel like I’m letting you down. But I can’t take this anymore. I have to tell you the truth.

I don’t want to live any more. I want it to stop. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again.

I’m sorry, because I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but I can’t stop thinking about it. I have trouble falling asleep at night because I’m thinking about it. I don’t want to get up in the morning and I don’t want to go to school. I hate being there and all I keep thinking about is what I can to to make it so I wouldn’t have to go anymore. I don’t want to go to practice after school, either.

I want to stop hurting. I keep thinking about how I should do it. I’ve been reading stuff online for ideas because I don’t want it to hurt.

I love you and I don’t want to hurt you, and I worry about what my dying would do to my sister. She’s a good kid and I don’t want to mess her up. And I love the dogs and don’t want to leave them behind, but I don’t see another option.

You keep talking about how much fun I should be having, and how I should be looking forward to college, and how great that will be, and what I need to do to apply and get a scholarship and how maybe I should be trying harder in my classes and … I don’t care about any of that. I don’t want to live long enough to go to college. I’d be happy if I could make all of this go away.

We have a good family and a nice house and I have nice things so it’s nothing like that. It’s just like there’s nothing inside of me. I feel empty. If I feel anything at all, I feel bad. I dread every day. I try to cheer up, I try to be positive, but I can’t. I don’t know if you can understand that.

I want to be happy. I want to feel better. But I don’t think I can. And I don’t know what I want to do. I wish you’d notice just how upset I really am. I wish you could see how fake my smiles are. I wish you could take me to someone who could help me or even ask me how I’m really doing and not just ignore me when I say “fine.” And when I try to hint, you tell me how privileged I am, that I should just start practicing gratitude and that I have nothing to be sad about. It makes me feel worse really.

Maybe I don’t want to die. But it feels like I do because I no way of getting help. I’m so confused and so overwhelmed. I just want to know what I should do. I love you and I don’t want to hurt you, but I don’t know what to do…

Parents, we urge you to listen. To take every cry for help seriously And to call when you aren’t sure what else to do. Help is available. It’s not worth taking a chance. Tomorrow needs you and your son or daughter.

A Mother’s Suicide: Letter to a New Survivor – Survivors of Suicide Loss San Diego

About Survivors of Suicide Loss

Survivors of Suicide Loss (SOSL) reaches out to and supports people who have lost a loved one to suicide. Our goal is to give survivors a place where they can comfortably express themselves, find support, comfort, resources and hope in a judgment-free environment. SOSL also focuses its efforts on promoting suicide awareness and prevention.

The suicide note written by a 15-year old girl – Lessons for all family

The suicide note written by a 15-year old girl – Lessons for all family

“Dear mom,

It’s with a heavy heart that I write you this note, knowing the amount of pain it is going to cause you.

Mom, I want you to know that I love you dearly and will ever love you. If I am given the opportunity to live again I will still choose you as my mom and our family will still be my place of birth.

But unfortunately, I know that there is not going to be any such opportunity.

Mom, I didn’t want to do this, but I was compelled by circumstances beyond my control to take the plunge.

I tried my best to pull through, but my best was not good enough. I battled alone for about thirteen months now until my strength failed me.

You and dad could not decipher what I was going through and maybe I should not blame you for that.

My one and only brother came very close to understanding what I was passing through but it was too much for his young mind to comprehend.

Mom, I know that you and dad loved me and did everything you could to prove that to me but I was not feeling loved.

You provided for me more than I even wanted, took me to places that most of my mates have not even heard of, yet despite all these, my heart was longing for love.

I needed someone who would love me for who I was. I needed someone who could reach the depth of my soul and feel the vacuum there.

The material provisions you spoiled me with could not do that. And I was alone all the while, despite the fact that we laughed together and had gist as a family.

Then came the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

Your brother, Uncle Tony who came to live with us, made me believe that he knew exactly what my soul was longing for – companionship.

He chose to stay with me when you and dad were too busy to notice my loneliness.

He tried to keep me company when I needed someone to talk to but had only gadgets and teddy bears as my company. I was fooled to trust him and he hacked into my foolishness. And he did it perfectly and deeply.

Mom, your brother raped me and used me as a sex toy for three whole years. I expected you or dad to notice but none of you did.

When he left our house last year I was shattered because I have grown to fill the void of your presence with his dirty deeds. I couldn’t complain because I was afraid to lose him, but when he eventually left for Canada the magnitude of the emptiness in me became too heavy for me to carry.

I struggled to forget those experiences but I could not. My grades dropped in school and you and dad quickly arranged for a home lesson teacher.

Mom, that singular act instead of helping me fueled what is about to happen to me a few minutes from now.

The home lesson teacher you brought so much reminded me of Uncle Tony and, on several occasions, I felt like grabbing him and making him fill the gap that Tony’s absence created in me.

Mom, I had to do this because I was lonely. Did you ever imagine what I was doing in my room all the time I stayed there alone? Couldn’t you for once have gone out of your way to just spend some time with me so that we could talk?

There are many things I would have liked to tell you but I don’t want to add to your pain so let those other torments be buried with this undignified body of mine.

Please make sure that my brother David doesn’t get to the point where I am now.

Also, tell your friends and colleagues who have children to find out what is happening with their beloved kids before it gets too late.

Many of the things parents do in the name of showing love are not what we the younger ones need.

I would have gone, long hours before you will get to read this note.

But one cheering thing is that David is still there with you. Transfer the love you had for me to him.

My bank details and the passwords to my phones and laptops are all in the piece of paper I dropped in the drawer of your dressing table.

I miss you and it pains to empty the content of this bottle in my hand into my mouth but I am constrained to do it all the same.

Tell dad and David that I love them. Tell our pastor that I will miss his sermons and long prayers. Tell my friends not to envy me.

Goodbye mom.”

That was the suicide note a 15-year old girl dropped for her mother before taking her life.

You may save someone’s life if you pass this story to all contacts in your phone.

1. Parents, do you find yourself to be “too” busy and tired to be in the present moment with your children? Are you more invested in your job and house duties than spending time with your kids?

Lo2. Let your child know they are loved for who they are, and that you are always there to support them.

3. For the past few weeks, the social media has been awashed with many suicide stories on the pages of the media. Many more may still come.

4. Be a supportive parent and actively listen without judgment and seeking to understand their concerns and challenges. Being a supportive parent means having your child’s best interests at heart but also being present, involved and helpful.

5. Treat your child fairly and develop a trusting relationship.

6. Always acknowledge your child’s achievements and supporting them through mistakes and challenges.

7. Parents, let’s ALWAYS be there for our children in the way that we would have wanted our parents to be there for us.

#Parentslove

#Familyconcern

#Familybonding

#FamilyunitedwithChrist

Minor’s suicide note details her plans to kill mother and stepsister

The note left behind by a 17-year-old girl, who died by suicide in Kandivali West on late Wednesday night, talked about her plans to kill her mother, 45, and her stepsister, 24, with the help of their driver, and then end their own lives.

Four bodies were found in the building where the family and their driver, 60, stayed.

Police officers, privy to the investigation, said the note addressed to her father said that her mother and stepsister had been harassing her physically and mentally, as she did not approve of their lifestyle.

“The girl also said that she was going to take the driver’s help to execute her plan,” a police officer said.

“The driver also wrote to the girl’s father stating that he was going ahead with their plan,” the officer said, adding that the driver too appeared to be perturbed by the teenage girl’s sufferings at the hands of her mother and stepsister.

She started the note, saying, “I love you Papa. Please take care of my younger brother.”

The police also found three more suicide notes in the driver’s pockets. While two of them appeared to be written by the driver, it was not clear who wrote the third note.

“We have sent the notes for a forensic analysis to verify the handwriting,” Vishal Thakur, deputy commissioner of police (zone 11), said.

The woman used to run a beauty salon on the first floor of the building. The lawn is covered with weed and grass and has an iron gate which remains locked. The windows are broken and hardly any routine repair work appears to have been done to the building where the woman and her daughters had been staying for the last 15 years. The driver, employed by the woman’s second husband, too stayed in the building.

(If you need support, or know someone who does, please reach out to a mental health specialist.) Helplines: Aasra: 022 2754 6669; Sneha India Foundation: +914424640050; and Sanjivini: 011-24311918

I keep my mom’s 30 year-old suicide note in my wallet ー and I’m not sure why

I keep my mom’s 30 year-old suicide note in my wallet, and I’m not sure why

Now or Never 7:43 I keep my mom’s 30 year-old suicide note in my wallet, and I’m not sure why

Contributed by Corinne McDermott, as told to Now or Never

The first line of my mother’s suicide note was, “I’m really sorry to do this to you.”

Even though I understand the sentiment behind it, I kind of feel like it doesn’t really provide any comfort to know that they’re sorry that they’re doing it. It would be easier to take if the first line was, “I’m not sorry to do this to you ー this is something I need to do for myself.”

But the thing is, that would be a more true statement from someone who has clarity and isn’t suffering from mental illness.

The simple fact that a person says they’re sorry, but clearly isn’t sorry enough to not go through with it, is something that someone who survives a suicide lives with for the rest of their life.

I can’t imagine not knowing where it is

For the most part, my mother’s suicide note was basically just instructions ー here are some bank accounts, here’s some insurance information. I think at the time, I thought it was just a real moment of clarity, and this is going to be some grandiose statement of the answer to the question, “Why?” It’s a few sentences that are supposed to mean everything, and they kind of just don’t mean anything.

Now that I’m older, I’m not entirely sure what it means to me. It’s not a love letter. I don’t really know what to do with it. So that’s why it’s been in my wallet for 30 years, which is strange. But it’s the last piece of my mother that I have.

Margaret-Anne McDermott, 21, at Niagara Falls, Ont. (Submitted by Corinne McDermott)

I have places in my home that I keep important pieces of paper, like my marriage certificate, my kids’ birth certificates, our various passports, but it doesn’t really seem like the kind of thing that should also be kept in those files. And if I went to check a certain file or folder, and it wasn’t there…. Even though I don’t think about it everyday, I can’t imagine not knowing where it is. So I guess that’s why I keep it with me.

And god forbid, my wallet gets stolen. Maybe losing my wallet or having my wallet be stolen would be the only way that I could separate myself from it. I’ve thought about burning it in some kind of ceremony. Obviously, you just can’t crumple it up and throw it in the garbage. But maybe I should. Maybe it’s not healthy to have it with me all the time.

I just can’t get rid of it

Corinne McDermott lives in Toronto with her husband and two children. (Helen Tansey Photography)

I have reminders everywhere of my mom. But now, I’m finally at the point in my life where it’s not hanging over me, every second of every day. I’m fortunate in that, my life has become pretty good ー a happy marriage, two beautiful children ー none of which she gets to be part of.

My kids don’t have a nana who would have loved them. My husband doesn’t get to know the woman who sacrificed so much for me when I was small. And I don’t have a mom. And it’s hard. It’s always been hard, and always will be.

I think people expect a suicide note to have all the answers, when in reality, it just kind of leaves people with more questions.

And I just can’t get rid of it.

Where to get help:

Canada Suicide Prevention Service

1-833-456-4566

Text: 45645

Chat: crisisservicescanada.ca

En français

Association québécoise de prévention du suicide: 1-866-APPELLE (1-866-277-3553)

Kids Help Phone

1-800-668-6868 (Phone)

Live Chat counselling at www.kidshelpphone.ca

Canadian Association for Suicide Prevention

Find a 24-hour crisis centre

Post-Secondary Student Helpline

1-866-925-5454

Good2talk.ca

If you’re worried someone you know may be at risk of suicide, you should talk to them about it, says the Canadian Association for Suicide Prevention.

This interview has been edited for clarity and length. To hear the full story, click the ‘listen’ button at the top of the page.

Originally aired in April, 2019

Kailia Posey’s Final Days, Suicide Note, and the Gift She Ordered for Her Mom Before She Died

Kailia Posey’s Final Days, Suicide Note, and the Gift She Ordered for Her Mom Before She Died

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“Toddlers & Tiaras” alum Kailia Posey’s mother is speaking out about her daughter’s final days, her suicide note, and a special gift she received from the teen… two weeks after her suicide.

Marcy Posey Gatterman opened up to E! News about her 16-year-old daughter, saying, “The days and weeks leading up to this, it seemed fine to me. I didn’t go through her phone. For prom, she went with a bunch of friends. And the next day, everything was fine.”

She said she noticed a difference in her demeanor on May 1. When Marcy left to buy something for her at the store, Kailia took one of the family’s cars and never returned.

Posey’s body was found May 2, and her death ruled a suicide.

Gatterman said Kailia “left a note for me and then one for her best friend.” She added, “The note said that she loved me and that she was sorry and that her big brother is her best friend forever.”

Marcy also received a special gift in the mail from Posey two weeks after her death, a blanket meant to be a “big hug” when they couldn’t be together.

Gatterman said the blanket says, “Dear Mom, even when I’m not close by, I want you to know I love and appreciate you. Always. Wrap yourself up in this and consider it a big hug. I love you.”

She told E! News she treasures the gift as she copes with the loss of her daughter.

“This is the worst thing a mother can go through,” she said. “Parents who have teenagers that have phones, check their phones. And if you’re struggling, talk to your parents. They’re not judging you. They’re going to get you the help that you need, but we need to know what you need in order get the help you need. Don’t keep it inside.”

Marcy added, “I don’t think she knew how many people loved her. I wish I could go back.”

The Whatcom County Medical Examiner’s Office previously released a statement on their website relating to a “recent case” regarding a 16-year-old female. Without using her name, the agency wrote, “The female was found deceased on May 2, 2022 in Blaine, Washington. The cause of death is asphyxia due to ligature hanging and the manner is suicide… The autopsy and toxicology reports are not public information.”

Her family had also confirmed her manner of death to TMZ in statement that said, “Although she was an accomplished teenager with a bright future ahead of her, unfortunately in one impetuous moment, she made the rash decision to end her earthly life.”

The statement continued, “She won countless crowns and trophies after competing on the pageant circuit her entire life… Her highly acclaimed talent as a contortionist had already led to professional touring job offers, and she had recently been selected to be a cheerleader at her high school next fall.”

Posey shot to fame on TLC’s “Toddlers & Tiaras” and appeared on the show with her mom. It seems she continued to participate in pageants over the years, often posting about them on Instagram. Kailia was even named runner-up in the Miss Washington Teen USA Pageant in February.

Following her passing, a foundation was set up in her name through the Whatcom Community Foundation. The donation page states, “Your gift to the Kailia Posey Teen Crisis Intervention Fund will help get much needed resources to students in crisis. Thank you for honoring Kailia’s short, beautiful life by helping other young people.”

An Open Letter to the Parent I Lost to Suicide

I hold so tight to the little things I have left of you in my mind. I try to let go of the pain, but no matter how much I let go, it holds onto me. You were supposed to be there. When my own days grew dark, you were supposed to be there. With support and time, I crawled out of the darkness that almost swallowed me, too. People tell me you can see me. They tell me you are always with me. But you aren’t. You’re gone. I know they mean well. But you are gone.

Losing you at 17 was so hard. I needed and wanted you more than anything. The big days have come and gone without you here. Graduations, weddings, babies, first homes, divorces. Life and time marched on, as they do. But you are frozen in time in my pictures. Smiling with me in your arms by the ocean. Holding my sister as she giggles up at you. Sitting at the kitchen table, midway through a joke I’ll never hear. Everyone says you were really funny. I wish I could remember more of that part of you. I would hold it so tight to my heart.

I think a lot about who you were. Not as a parent, but as a person. What it would have been like to know you before the darkness swallowed you. I wonder what it was like to be your friend, to gossip and laugh with you. I wonder what made you laugh until your cheeks hurt. I wish you were here to tell me about those things.

I know you don’t want to make me cry. I know you cried enough for both of us.

I’m crying again. I am crying because of the time I lost with you, and I’m crying because of the time I spent with you when I knew you were in pain.

I want you to know I forgive you. I know that suicide is complex, and that there is nothing to forgive you for. You didn’t ask to feel the way you felt, and your struggles were not something that you asked for. I wish you could have let go of the mountain of blame you laid on yourself for being sick.

I must have asked a million questions. Or maybe I just asked the same one a million times. How many times can you ask, “Why?” I don’t know. It’s been 19 years. Sometimes I can’t tell how I feel about you. Sometimes I can. Sometimes it’s grief. Sometimes it’s fury. Sometimes it’s pity. Maybe the worst thing I ever felt was nothing. The worst was when, after losing you, I felt what I imagine you felt—like a burden.

Your pain was scary to me. I didn’t know what it was when I was small, but it was always around you. It was always in the air. Some days were better. I wish there had been more of those. I wish it for both of our sake. But you were not a burden. If you hear nothing else of all my whispered and tear-filled words, I hope that thought makes it to you. You were not a burden.

I don’t know anymore which words are heavier: the ones I said, or the ones I’ll never get to say. I don’t know which pain is deeper: the heartbreak of losing you, or the moments I saw you in pain.

I don’t know much, I guess. That whispered word: suicide. Though there’s much we’re learning through research about why people take their lives, some people still feel shame when it comes to mental health and suicide. I used to fight with people, and get really upset when they didn’t understand. More and more people are beginning to understand, as time goes on, but there will always be so many questions I have about you.

One thing will never be in question, though: I love you. Even when I felt like I hated you, I loved you. I love you by the ocean and at the kitchen table and holding my sister and decorating the tree. I love you in your cut-off shorts, I love you when you cried and seemed like a lost child in a grown-up body. I love you for all the times that you didn’t love yourself.

I’m here. I went on without you, because I had to. I spent a long time mistakenly believing that if I didn’t let the grief of your loss consume me, it meant I was forgetting about you. I finally understand that that is not what you would have wanted. I gave myself permission to let go of the worst of it, to the best of my ability, and to walk forward bravely in your absence. I had to.

I remember. I will always remember. And I will honor you by speaking unapologetically and openly about the very real darkness that took you from me, and has taken so many others.

I will be here, appreciating the pain that allows me to more fully appreciate joy.

I will be here, talking about you in an honest way, whether people like it or not.

I will be here, making the best of a broken heart.

I will be here, doing my best, just like I know you would have wanted.

I’m not crying anymore. I know you didn’t want to make me cry.

Love,

Your little girl

Learn about the Healing Conversations program, which gives survivors of suicide loss the opportunity to speak with volunteers, who are themselves loss survivors.

You can find more writing by Jessie Rose at https://wontstaydown.com/.

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