When I was like 15 I dated a guy who was verbally abusive and would cheat in me. I was stupid at the time and felt that maybe I could help him. I know. Stupid. But he was very manipulative. At the time I was in MMA lessons with a cousin (important). The last straw was when he tried to hit me at his house in front of his family around christmas. I broke it off right then and there. I went outside, he followed with a knife and said he would kill himself. So what did I do? I knocked it out of his hand, dropped him to the ground, had him in a chokehold and I told him that if he really wanted to die, I would help him. He begged for his life.

Point is, life is too short to let anyone take happiness from you. Suicide isn't something to joke about or to use to manipulate people into doing your bidding or to remain unhappy by your side. There are plenty of people who need help. And that jerk ended up straightening out. From what I heard, he's got a wife and 2 kids that are the light of his eyes.

And yes, I realize that was horrible of me to do. But I was seriously pissed off that he was going to hit me. Cops did get called and they pressed charges on me but when everything was explained, they were dropped. He admitted to everything against his parents wishes.