I woke up around 3am. I couldn't help but think about what happened to Ted Failon's wife. We were listening to his morning program over the radio and his world seemed alright and then later at night seeing him being the news...how it must have felt to have his world being turned upside down.
IT's surreal how your world can changed in an instant. I felt that during the accident. There's an element of unbelief that how could things happened that particular way. You go to sleep hoping that maybe it was all a dream when you wake up only to find that things aren't gonna be the same again and you just have to live with it.
Regardless of the reason of the Failon incident, his wife must have been at her lowest, to have thought that there's no other recourse to her problem but death. Everyone is responsible to his or her own mental health. But spousal support could certainly go along way in helping the troubled one, in the same way that spousal abuse, even if it's only verbal, could isolate the troubled spouse. I make no judgement here. Only that, nobody should be so lonely as to feel that no one cares about him or her anymore, or that there's nobody who would share the burden, or that suicide is the only option. Especially between couples, because they are half of the same whole. One's pain should also be felt by the other in the same way that what makes one happy also makes the other happy. Sorrow is halved and joy multiplied. In moments of anger, the more important things should not be forgotten.
But all things are easier said than done...