My elder brother commited suicide 18-03-1994, there was so much involved in the build up to his death, too much to squeeze into a single post. Mark stole a shotgun and was going to murder his girlfriend, the police were pursuieng him in force with two helicopters. He was driving a car at 84mph and shot himself in the face, the car veered off the motorway and struck a tree, severing his body in two.
I had to identify Marks body, he had no head anymore, I was only supposed to see his left arm to identify his tattoo, but the bloke at the morgue pulled the sheet right off Marks body. The site of him caused a hundred different thoughts and emotions to explode within me. I couldn't identify him by his remains, there wasn't enoug of much left to identify clearly. Because of this, I had to watch the police helicopter footage as there was footage of the drivers profile. The film operator was meant to stop the footage moments before the gun went off, the footage of the drivers profile was seconds before the gun went off. I couldn't figure if anything was real anymore by this time, suddenly Marks face was on the small screen and moments later the gun went off. I sat in utter horror as I saw Marks head explode and then saw the car veer of the road and to then see his upper torso being flung through the front of the car.
Sorry, this is causing me too much distress to keep going right now........