I got a phone call from a friend yesterday (actually, more of an aquaintance as you will see from the following exchange). Cindy: Hey, I haven't seen you in awhile and I'm calling to ask you if you might be interested in attending one of our Suicide Survivor's meetings next Tuesday.
Me: Huh.....well, I'm not a suicide survivor Cindy.
Cindy: Didn't your husband commit suicide?
Me: Yes he did, but the term "Suicide Survivor" suggests to me that I am the one who attempted suicide, failed miserably, and now need to attend meetings.
Cindy: .................................(awkward silence)
Me: maybe I'm being too literal?
(While I do realize that suicide is no laughing matter, the part about my husband is true so I feel that I can comment without being judged too harshly)