I've shared some.

I shared with you all the fact that my first cousin took his own life with a gun. I shared that my own father attempted suicide and failed. That was the day he was told he had cancer.

In September my husband lost his 16 year old nephew to suicide.... his brother's only grandson, and this last week I shared with you what happened when a patient of mine took his own life at the hospital.

Suicide has touched me on more occassions than even the ones I've mentioned here, but I'm not ready to share any more yet. Every time I share a little bit more, it stirs up the memory, and every time it hurts that little bit more.

One day................ maybe.