So I'm not entirely sure if this site has genuine people but I have read a few stories and believe that there are a few so here goes my encounter or I hope it was as some sort of comfort.
In November of 2011 a very good friend of mine took his own life. He was the partner of my best friend and they had a young son together. If you didn't know them they were the perfect couple but behind closed doors there was a lot of drink and drugs involved which as you all know is not a good combination as it leads to paranoia and other mental states which causes problems.
In the September my friend decided to leave Mark along with their son as the relationship had become too volatile. Mark went completely downhill from here and it was like no matter how hard he tried to pick himself up the drink and drugs would pull him back down. It was very sad to see as we all had some very good times together. My daughter adored him and I am godmother to their beautiful boy this is how close we all were.
Just before Mark took his life I would say 3 weeks maximum another one of our 'supposed' friends had said a few things about me and mark to my friend (we will call her Marie) which were completely untrue and caused a rift between us all. My last conversation with Mark was neither a nice or pleasant conversation and to this day I simply cannot get over as that was the last time I spoke to my beautiful friend before his actions that dreadful day.
On the 24th of November my friend rang me in tears Mark had sent her a text message telling her he was very sorry but it was too late for him, he had done this before so the fact he had cried wolf before she did not quite believe him at first, but unfortunately this time he had gone through with his threat and we lost Mark a few days later in Hospital. I was absolutely devastated as I explained earlier my last words were not good, I simply could not come to terms with it.
The night Mark passed away I was asleep with my partner he woke me and said Stace are you ok, I was crying uncontrollably, although I was asleep it was like I wasn't asleep. I dreamt that Mark had called me on my mobile, I can hear it as clear to day as then, he was laughing in his little laugh telling me to stop being sad, he was in a happy place and he was feeling so much better, he was joking like he did in life. It was an amazing conversation and it brought me some comfort to think he may have visited me in my dream after our last words were not good.
I still cannot get my head around how he thought that was his only way out but can someone visit your dreams, I would like to think so... That dream is the only thing to suggest me and him were ok and he wasn't angry anymore