A married woman, with a daughter aged 7 & another kid aged 4, is in the grips of some serious mental health issues, namely anorexia/bulimia 'n drug abuse. Cocaine is her DOC (drug of choice), I do believe. She's gotta history of anorexia but the drug abuse is somethin' new that recently popped up.
Apparently she also very recently hooked up with an ol' friend who now has a couple o' kids o' her own 'n who has no place to stay. The woman takes 'em all in 'n let's 'em stay in her finished basement. It feels just like ol' times for 'em both, 'n so they spend as much time as possible downstairs catchin' up. This basement "tenant" of hers eventually confides in her friend that she now owns a pistol. One night while they're together in the basement she does a kinda "show 'n tell" with the piece 'n pulls out its ammo. The woman is very impressed.....'n apparently, somehow, unbeknownst to her friend, she pockets two o' the bullets.
Time marches on. The two women become very close again, as do their kids.
After battlin' both of these diseases for a while, the woman finally decides to admit herself into a psych hospital for treatment. Her husband is extremely relieved. It seems like there may be hope for his dear wife yet. She goes into the hospital 'n the very next day she calls her ol' friend. They chat for a nice long while. Before endin' the call the woman convinces her tenant friend to come visit her in the psych ward. She also convinces her to bring the gun.....just so she can "wave it around a bit 'n pretend to REALLY be crazy". The friend chuckles 'n agrees. She pulls the clip 'n removes the ammo in the chamber. What's the big deal? There's no harm in havin' a lil' fun, she thinks to herself.
That afternoon the friend goes up to the hospital. The two ladies sit 'n chat for a few. The hospitalized woman asks her friend if she "brought it". The friend says "yes" 'n hands it to her. They exchange a few more pleasantries 'n before ya know it visitin' hours are over. They hug each other 'n say goodbye, insistin' that they'll see each other tomorrow.
The woman then calmly blows her head off in the hospital bed.
The friend is arrested for manslaughter.
This all happened on Sunday.
The woman's 7 year old daughter is now completely traumatized. She hasn't uttered a single word; hasn't cried nor even shed a tear. She just stares blankly into space.
For as much as I really wasn't shocked at hearin' this story, my heart simply bleeds for this poor lil' girl. I quickly recalled when my own daughter learned of her father's death when she was just 5 years old......a death which I had spent many many many months tryin' to prepare her, 'n all of my children, for....'n how at first her emotional state was somewhat similar to this lil' girls. It broke my heart then just as it did today when I learned of this horrific news.
I really can't say much else.