One when I was 9 my father committed suicide by stabbing himself in the chest two weeks later his brother attempted the same and failed to his credit he is alive and well today this was back in 83 a month after my uncles attempt I took a knife and cut from the wrist to my elbow luckily my mother was a nurse and tourniqueted the arm I had 246 stitches in and out and some serious nerve and tendon damage which thankfully I worked out of.
In 2009 and on all this happened
http://www.suicideforum.com/showthread.php?t=78117
My fathers second brother after the passing of my Grandmother his Mother committed suicide by trying to decapitate himself with a chefs knife.
I posted back in March I'm still here and taking it day by day but I'll be dammed if I try to kill my self again,there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about them but instead of a wall of grief I'm finding myself more and more focusing on the special moments jokes played on each other a special gift at Christmas and certain things said.
It does get better,time doesn't heal all wounds acceptance does and relieving oneself of guilt.