On May 10, 2005 my 39 year old son comitted suicide. He had been incarcerated for 9 months and was depressed and the jail would not give him his antidepressant drugs or his anxiety drugs. Consequently he began to loose hope and hung himself.
I had spoken to him just 1 hour before the guards found him. I had a strange feeling, but did nothing about it.
I feel very guilty for not notifying the authorities, but my son had often "cried wolf" so many times.
I'm having a very difficult coping with my guilt and most of the loss of my first born.