Tuesday, July 09, 2013

My Father's Suicide: 5 questions I'd ask him

After March, the summer months have always been pretty emotional since my father died. I've seen some 10 Father's Days come and go in June, and 10 of his birthdays have passed every July. Sometimes I feel like those two months are like giant red bulls eyes on the calendar of my life, so every year I try to brace myself for them. Well, brace myself as best as I can, I suppose. Because let's be honest: These days are never as easy as we'd like them to be. We can't just wave a magic wand and have them magically disappear. We have to face them, whether we want to or not.

This year, I've been thinking more about what our life would be like if my father was still alive. Part of me knows that it's sort of futile to let my mind wander there, sure, but another part of me just seems to drift there naturally. Especially on Father's Day, I'd see all these women with their fathers, and it made me think: What are they talking about? Is the father imparting lots of fatherly wisdom? Is the daughter fully appreciating what is happening right before her very eyes? What would I do if I were somehow in that position again? I'm not quite sure, but there are five questions I'd definitely ask him...

Did you really think we'd be better off without you here?
That's what he hinted at in his suicide note (I've only been able to read the suicide note a few times...), and this is one of the biggest issues I've wrestled with over the last decade. It's hard to wrap your head around the fact that your own father would consciously choose to leave you, that he'd actually want to leave his family behind.

Do you miss us?
Wherever he is, I often wonder if my father thinks of us or misses us. Is he watching over us? I like to think that he does miss us -- and maybe even regrets the choice he made. My father was such a family man, so it's hard for me to imagine him not missing us. As angry as I've been with him, I've always missed him deep down.

Why didn't you try...at least a little longer?
OK, this one may reflect my anger just a bit, but it's those "Why" questions of grief that linger the longest. Why couldn't he hold on awhile longer? Why didn't he tell us he was feeling so desperate? We would have dealt with it together, facing whatever challenges were head. Why...why...why?

What life and love advice would you give me?
The longer he's gone, the more I realize that there are so many things I won't be able to get my father's advice on. I won't be able to ask him for career advice. I won't be able to ask him what he thinks of potential Mr. Melissa Blakes. I won't even be able to roll my eyes at all that fatherly advice I'm sure he'd give me. It all leaves me feeling, well, a bit cheated. Those are experiences I was counting on having, and now I won't. My heart can't help but feel a bit empty.

Are you proud of me?
I don't care what people say: No matter how old you are, you'll always want your parents to be proud of you. To some degree, you'll always want their approval, that metaphorical gold star, if you will. I often wonder if my father would have read my blog and what he would have thought of my work. Would he like it? I miss having his positive, encouraging presence in my life.
As more time goes by, more questions will no doubt pop up, and although I'll never be able to definitively answer them, maybe just giving voice to them is therapy enough for now. At least some part of me will be able to work through them just by setting them free. After all, I'm sure of one thing: Holding all those emotions in and suppressing them is entirely unhealthy. I know I don't want that. And neither would my father. xoxo

[Photos via Le Love and We Heart It]


  1. This post is so heartfelt. Although my father has not yet passed, he has been absent in my life for several years. I am still pretty young at 21, so it has had a huge impact on my life. I feel like there are many things I wish I could ask him but know I will never have the chance. So sorry for your loss.

  2. Wow... you write here with such open honesty and feeling. With courage and authenticity about a very difficult and personal topic. I wish you peace.

    onebreath @ Now. Here. Life.

  3. I think I might have told you this before, but I too lost a close family member to suicide. Even after all these years I still want to know why, and why he thought we'd be better off without him. It's very painful to live without those answers. Hold tight to the beautiful memories of your dad, and may they bring you peace.

  4. Very well said. Although I lost my dad to illness just this last year, I will say I never realized how hard Father's Day would be until it came. My sister and I even wondered if there were more ads this year and more sad card commercials that normal or if we were just suddenly more aware of it.

  5. Such a thought-provoking post. I had no idea you have been through so much - but still going strong. All of these are good question for your dad. If I were you, I'd wonder the same. And like you, I always want my parents to be proud of me, no matter what age.

  6. Gosh...Melissa. It's been a while since I dropped by your blog. I'm so sorry. I can't imagine what you're going through but I do know a little about depression, and it's a silent killer. My heart goes out to you and your family.


  7. Well written and the answers would be well deserved...(I hate unanswered questions!) It's heart breaking to think that life will never get better or never good enough to live...my heart goes out to you. To think there's no hope is so sad, I'm sorry you had to live through this...And I'm certain it has made you a stronger person...
    My dad died when I was 15. I think about all the trouble I've been in and what would he have to say about that? And what would he have to say about the man I'm going to marry? What advice would he have about my job? I have no doubt that if he were still alive my life would probably be very very different...

  8. My father and I have always had an incredibly difficult relationship, and while I think some distance from him is what I really need right now, reading this just floored me–I am struggling with so many of the same questions, without ever realizing it. Thank you for being so brave and honest.

  9. Hugs to all of you, friends!! Thanks so much for all the kind words.


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