The day that Edward came to meet with me
regarding his final grade, he had left a note on his pillow. It read: “I am
sorry that I could not be the kind of son and brother you wanted me to be. All
I ever wanted was to be loved. I am sorry for being unlovable. I will go
now…you will find me in the closet. I am sorry for any inconvenience I have
caused you. Please have my body cremated. My small savings is in the top
right-hand drawer of the dresser. “
Edward wrote that note prior to meeting with me. His plan was to
see me one last time before taking his own life. When I gave him an A, told him
that I believed in him and that I loved him and would be here for him,
something changed within himself.
He had never heard those words before and it gave him something
that we call hope. He left my office feeling positive and uplifted for the
first time in his life. He felt so good, he decided to take a long walk in the
surrounding hills and relive the confirmation he had just heard. He was
loved…yes, someone in his useless life loved him and believed in him. He forgot
all about his plan to do away with himself.
Meanwhile, his family found the note, went to the closet in
Edwards room where they found a rope hanging from the rafters.
His closet was carefully prepared as the last thing he would see
before dying. A large photograph of his brother was mounted on the wall, in
view, from where the rope was hanging.


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