As a father, on Mother's Day I feel the overwhelming need to shelter my wife from being a mother for a day. On Father's Day, however, I feel the overwhelming need to be a good dad and spend time with my kids.

About four months ago I attempted suicide by alcohol. I drank and drank until I blacked out, and then I guess I drank some more because all the bottles of rum that I had were gone the next morning. I have a history of seizures, and those seizures are mostly caused by my drinking habits. I guess I thought I would just have another seizure and drown in my own puke, or at least just poison myself to death, but it didn't happen. I woke up the next morning feeling like absolute shit and went to work. I would have called in sick if not for the fact that if I call in sick one more time I'll lose my job. In a way, it's kind of weird to try to commit suicide one night, and wake up the next morning worried about losing your job. Anyways, I know almost no one will read this, but my point is that after I went to work I went to my dads house and told him about what I was trying to do. And my dad started crying and there was nothing in the world that could have convinced me to stop trying to do selfish shit like kill myself as there was my dad crying to me. I don't know why but your post reminded me of this. Dads are awesome. Mine saved me.

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