Annie was my dear, beautiful SIL. She was one of those people who never had an unkind word for or about anyone. She had been married to DH's brother for 23 years. She had 3 beautiful children - all boys. Annie jumped off a bridge and ended her life on Sept. 25, 2006. I will never forget that day. It was a beautiful fall day. A Monday. My DH called me at work and told me they were life flighting Annie to the local trauma center. There had been an accident. I was shaking. I assumed (as everyone did) it was an auto accident. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought she would have taken her own life. Annie had been depressed and had been under a doctor's care since July, but I guess the demons had been there longer than any of us knew. A little while later, DH called back and said she had jumped off a 100ft. bridge, someone had seen it, and called 911. They life-flighted her to the trauma center and they were working to stablize her and get her into surgery. I left work, picked up my children and went home. I was in shock. At this point, I was like - save her???? What could they save??? (I have only admitted this to 2 other people) I prayed that she would die. I mean what would be left of the Annie we knew and loved? She had massive head trauma; she blew out her spleen & kidney; and who knows what else? She would never be the same.....let her go. Well, she didn't make it. We buried her on Sept. 29. I still can't believe she is gone. It hurts so much sometimes. I walked around in a fog for a few weeks, and then became extremely anxious about everything. I sought treament from my doctor and am now on meds and it is helping. But I still can't believe she is gone. What kind of pain must she have been it to have done it???? Why couldn't we help her? My BIL is so lonely without her. We will never be the same. Annie, I love you and miss you so much, and I am sorry you were in such pain.