My best friend from high school blew his brains out at the end of our junior year. It was the day after I punched him in the face for something stupid. Other than his parents, I was the only person mentioned in his suicide note. That was twenty-three years ago. I never shed a tear.
A year ago, Jack, my fifteen-year old son, attempted suicide. He would have completed the deed were it not for me finding him before all the blood ran out of his arms. The suicide note suggests that I was one of the reasons he decided to take his life. I never shed a tear. These two awful events must say something about me.
--by Michael Adelberg
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