I found my son hanging from a rope in his bedroom. On the floor was a note saying, “I can’t stand the critism anymore.” I quickly cut him down, gave him CPR and he started to breath….

As he lay in my arms, I saw his eyes slowly open and I said, “That’s not how you spell criticism.”

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