A close friend came over one night. His wife (who was my wife's BFF) was divorcing him. We had a few beers in my garage and he was asking my advice on what to do. I told him to make sure he takes care of his 2 young children foremost, stay in their life, but you need to move on from Susie. "Lot of fish in the ocean" type advice.
He went home and the next morning unloaded a 357 into her while she slept in bed. Reloaded the revolver and shot himself in the head.
His young boy frantically called me after he'd unscrewed the master bedroom doorknob that morning. Not good.
I wish I could've talked him out of this.
Tough thing to live with, I wish you didn't have to.
I had a friend call me to say goodbye, told me he has his 38 against the side of his head and was going to end it when he hung up the phone, I didn't let him hang up the phone. Took me 3 hours to talk him out of it, I'm just glad I was able to think of the right things to say.
His problem was his wife was screwing another guy and he didn't want to be divorced.
We are no longer friends (Long Story) but things did work out good that day.
