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They just turned out to be too fragile. Most people have ways of dealing with adversity –we make it through. And for some reason, these two did not. I will never stop trying to figure out why and perhaps by doing so will save not only my own sanity but prevent further implosion from occurring. The medical community is well aware but to date have failed to sound the alarm on these daily occurrences Fostering an open dialogue There was no excuse for the treatment – the institutions crossed a line defined by the point at which they drive someone to suicide. But this is madness. What they did was wrong, and we have to learn how to correct these abuses even when their victims can take it. Nothing will ever change if we measure other people’s actions in units of suicides.

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