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Dear Ann Landers,
y mother has been a widow for several years and is now in her late 70s. She lives alone and has always been fiercely independent. She appears to be in very good health. In fact, there are days when I think she may outlive me. In recent conversations, Mom has made it plain that under no circumstances will she ever go into a retirement home. She says, "When the time comes that I cannot manage on my own, I will live with you." Ann, the thought of us living together is very upsetting. In fact, it's my worst nightmare. I love my mother dearly, but I must take time away from her every three days, or else we end up fighting. I try to visit or communicate with Mom on a daily basis because I am her only friend. Being a realist, I am certain that eventually I am going to have to place my mother in some sort of facility. She refuses to discuss the matter. Whenever I bring up the subject, she acts as if I'm trying to lock her in a dungeon. Please ask your readers who are living in retirement centers to write about their experiences. You have taught me that there can be no better teacher than someone who has been there. Perhaps your readers can help my mother see things differently. Thanks, Ann.

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, “Those who com-mit suicide are full of hate (often self-directed) , and they want to put an end to their lives in order to punish some-one for a real (or imagined) injustice. (‘You’ll be sorry for the way you treated me.’)” That writer was vio-lently one-sided in his appraisal. I have contemplated suicide many times. I’m in my 50’s now, and I hate nobody. Nor would I kill myself to make someone sorry they treated me badly. In fact, I can’t think of anyone who has. My family and friends al-ways have been patient and consid-erate. I’ve had a great deal of counseling over a period of years, but it hasn’t helped. I guess I’m just tired of swim-ming against the tide. I’m exhausted and depressed because I can’t seem to make anything work. I seem to be fighting a losing battle on every front. Life is joyless. I’m not being fair to my family because I’m a drag-a pessi-mist, a kill-joy. I believe the world would be better off without me. I con-tribute nothing. So please, Ann, print this letter in case I do it one day. I’d hate to have those near and dear to me think I took my life to punish them. They don’t de-serve to carry such guilt. A LONG-TIME READER.

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