He doused himself with gasoline and emptied the rest of the can on the floor around him. Then, set himself on fire. He died several hours later but not until his youngest son saw him rolling on the carport floor in agony.
Five years later, she died of liver failure caused by chronic alcohol abuse. Five years apart. Both 43 years of age. How tragic were these two lives. How tragic, too, that three children had to watch these two destroy themselves.
It’s been nearly 40 years since my dad killed himself and almost 35 since my mom died of cirrhosis. Over that time, I’ve given lots of thought to what could have caused such calamity. How can it be that two people can be so disconnected from reality that they would choose to live and die like that? If it were genetic, wouldn’t
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