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I can't smile because I have nothing to smile about.

After fourteen years of marriage, my wife walked out.

She blames me for the death of our son.

Now that I've lost them both, life is no longer exciting or fun.



When I was taking our son to his football game, I had a bad wreck.

I survived but I was horrified when I learned that it broke my son's neck.

My wife spit in my face as she walked out the door.

I can't stand the pain, I don't want to live anymore.