A guy I went to high school with had a younger sister that killed herself after he graduated. But their home life was REALLLLLLLLLLYYYYY fucked up with all this religious crap. They were basically prisoners. When she saw what happened after he left for college, she couldn't take it anymore and didn't want that future for herself and killed herself.
Ok, I will elaborate further for those in DMs. And then you can decide if she was validated in taking her own life. When I was in high school there was this guy Corey who was a year ahead of me. His sister was a couple years younger. Their home life was really fucked up. I mean FUCKED UP. Their parents were super religious. But it wasn't a religion that I know of. Not a certain branch or anything. Corey would never talk about it. But their parents believed Satan was in anything and everything. Always trying to corrupt them. They didn't even have a TV in the house because that was "how Satan was trying to enter their home". No radio. Christmas? Didn't celebrate it. Thanksgiving? Nope. Halloween? Are you kidding. Corey was 17 as a senior and had never been to a movie theater, never celebrated his birthday or gone to a classmate's birthday party, never had toys like GI Joe, Transformers, He Man, etc.. (they were from the devil) or even had a lunch from the school cafeteria. They would wake up and have "worship service", breakfast and then to school. Home and doing homework, dinner at 6pm followed by "worship service" and then in bed by 8. At lunch time the two of them (he and his sister) had to sit in an empty classroom and eat lunch they brought from home. You know how Mondays are the day every high school student dreads? Well in this case, Corey loved Monday because then he could ask about the TV shows we were watching and movies we had seen over the weekend. Never had a pair of Nikes because Michael Jordan only worshipped money. Never been to Disney World because it was "all a trick to enslave children by Satan". It was BAD!!!
Ok, so Corey graduated and was accepted by the University of Georgia. You would think that at this point, his life would just be starting. That he would have all these amazing college experiences and such. No. He left for college and his father went with him. They had a small apartment a mile from campus and lived there together. Following the same routine. Waking, worship, school, lunch from home, back home early dinner, worship and then bed.
Corey's sister was just as miserable as he was. But her hope and saving grace was that she was going to college and then could to do what she wanted. Then she saw that their father went with Corey. And her mother was planning to do the same with her when she graduated and went to college (move in and live together). She was in the ninth grade at that time while I was a senior and just decided she couldn't go through another 3 years of high school and 4 years of college under than control. Especially since her brother was the only outlet she had for talking and feeling normal and he was no longer around. So she made her exit.
Now some people can say they understand how overwhelmed and depressed she was. Others say that had she stuck it out another 7 years and finished college, she could say fuck off and go do whatever she wanted with her life. But 7 years is a long time when you are in a position like that.
Granted, once she decided and acted upon her decision there was no going back and no second guesses. No take backsies or second chances. By expecting her to wait until she finished college it was like condemning her to further mental torture and abuse. After Corey graduate from high school, I never saw him again. Sometimes I wonder how he is doing and how he turned out.
I am amazed at the number of people on here who are struggling with mental health issues and have thought of ending it. It is always good to reach out to someone if you are feeling this way.
/end Matt C post
