http://www.news-journalonline.com/NewsJournalOnline/News/Local/03AreaEAST02051305.htmWednesday i lost a friend and coworker to a murder/suicide. Cheryl was 37, a former minister and a substance abuse counselor. her life was dedicated to getting sick people well and helping them with their issues. she led 2 2hr groups with my clients dealing with anger management...a very important part of an addicts recovery is dealing with anger, and she was very good at her job, enough so that we had to spend the day grief counseling them, not to mention ourselves.
her estranged husband was the shooter. they were in the process of getting divorced. he also beat her. he worked with our company too, as a youth athletic coach at our juvy facilities. i had seen her come in with bruises on her arms and legs...once a shiner above her right eye...i saw what was happening, but she was always so happy and energetic i took her excuses as fact...i should have known better...
she was in denial, or just possibly not wanting her home life to affect the clients here...i saw my sister get the hell beat out of her for 15 years as a kid....the marks on my friend should have set off bells..they did, but i ignored them...i'll go with gut instinct from here on out.....
when the companies grief counselors came in to talk to us, i shocked one of them, who obviously was closer to the husband, by saying he was a coward, a self loathing coward to be precise...one who knew he didn't have the talent to bring happiness to people like his wife did...a failed major league ball player who beat his wife due to his inadequacies and decided that if he couldn't have her all to himself, no one would have her...if she could not make him happy, she would make no one else happy either. he was always getting on to her about her weight...that i knew about from our personal talks...always telling her she was getting fat....the old pro player mentality at work.
i had met him a few times....i didn't know him well, but i knew he had substance abuse troubles as well...he had just completed a 30 day rehab a few months back at our sister group in Jacksonville. he was one of the people that lobbied the upper management at our facility to stop letting the adult mens facility use the weight room at the juvy center....we had a whopping hour a week and our facility has no such amenities available. he was amicable to me, but i never really cared for him....now i see why.
her 10 y/o daughter found them btw...she also had a 12 y/o son....thank god they have their birth father to go to.\
i just lost my mother in April, an old friend a week before her. i have a brother who is being eaten up by hep.c ....i am surrounded by death....i am depressed over this but not dangerous to myself...just sad and angry. i need a break from all of this. i am holding back as i write this. it has really all hit home the last few days...life is such a fickle and delicate thing. i am sick of good people dieing all around me...this is why i question god...why does he let this happen...this is why i haven't seen the inside of a church in 16 years. i am so tired. so so tired.