Please Don’t Shoot Yourself in Front of Me | My Suicide Story

"One evening when I was 16, my parents were away and I received a call on the house line asking for them. An intelligent teenager, I didn't say my parents were away and instead asked the identity of the caller. It was a family member of my half-brother, and I knew such an unprecedented call would be important so I told her I'd get my sister for her. Then, concerned, I asked her if he's OK and she said simply, "No...""