Personal Narrative: Changing My Life After My Father's Suicide

After my father’s death by suicide, my mother, my siblings and I received a heavy amount of backlash from my father’s side of the family; it was easier for them to find a scapegoat instead of trying to understand the complexity of the situation. Unfortunately, with their consistent criticism, I began to believe what they were saying. The loss of my father finally weighed in a few months after his death. I accepted that we could have easily prevented his death if we just communicated more, however, we were all distracted in our own individual lives. I would lock myself in my room to watch old home VCR videos continuously for weeks in hopes to understand my dad’s life perspective better. As my melancholy mood set in, I made excuse to not leave my house or interact with any of my friends. I would have possibly stayed in that somber state longer if it wasn’t for my friend who made me realize that I was depressed. He himself was a suicide survivor and fought depression. Soon after, I began reading people's personal experiences on suicide. It was calming to know that there is a large support system for people like me. Changing my habits, journaling became my new form of therapy. …show more content…
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