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I've just recently went though the hardest time of my life. In november my brother died. He was only 30. My mom and i went to his apartment, and we walked in and just saw him laying there. my mom thought he was sleeping, and went up to him and he was dead. It wasn't from suicide or anything, it was from that damn ephedra shit. Well anyways, everytime i think of that night, the same picture still runs through my head of him just laying on his couch dead. I can still picture my mom screaming to him "wake up". After all of this that i've recently went though, i havn't once thought about killing myself. I've had dreams abotu my brother, which i believe is actually his spirit. And in my dreams he has told me things about how he is happy and stuff like that. The dreams seem so real, i know that it's him. But the main thing that keeps me from commitiing suicide (even though i would never do it in the first place) is how much it would hurt my whole family. I also agree that if someone kills themself, they're just taking the easy way out. There are things in like that you can't control, and when something happens, it happens, you can't change that. Just remember that over time things get better.
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