A Pennsylvania mother identified as Sheri Shermeyer, 40, took to Facebook to drop an angry 600 word suicide note admonishing her husband. She then killed her 12-month old son and herself.
In the message, Sheri Shermeyer called her husband “an asshole who deserves to be alone,” before suffocating her son John Russell to death and shooting herself. It’s understood that Shermeyer’s friends had asked authorities to check in on her after they saw the suicide note.
According to the self-described stay-at-home mum’s note, she felt like she was “slowly dying inside,” and that “the ONLY thing I have to live for is this little guy asleep in my arms right now, John. He is the only reason why I haven’t blown my head off right now. And even now, all I can think about is leaving this world. Putting a gun in my mouth and leaving. Which is what is going to happen.”
The mother then addressed then addresses the boy’s father, saying she’s “tired of crying, tired of being threatened with divorce, tired of being physically ignored, tired of being emotionally abused, tired of not being able to eat or sleep, tired of the stress, tired of the headaches, tired of it all. I thought that love would be enough, but it’s not. Love of not enough, not for you. You are not capable of having someone love you. You insist on destroying everything good.”
She continues, “You will never see your son again. You don’t deserve to have a son, to have a legacy left.”
Her last words to him:
“Enjoy your miserable life. Thanks for saying goodbye when you left this morning.”
Read the note in full below:
“I want you to know that I LOVE John Russell more than anything in this world. I love him more than any man I’ve ever loved, including JR, Tracy, whom ever. And I cannot have him with his dad. That being said…..
I always thought of myself to be a strong person. I’ve been through Hell and back and still had a smile. I’ve lost too many people; family, friends, pets, jobs etc. But as of late I don’t feel so strong. I have been slowly dying inside. I’m confused, just torn down, hardly ever go out in public anymore, don’t socialize with people, I’ve become a hermit. I feel that the ONLY thing I have to live for is this little guy asleep in my arms right now, John. He is the only reason why I haven’t blown my head off right now. And even now, all I can think about is leaving this world. Putting a gun in my mouth and leaving. Which is what is going to happen.
I’m tired of being a single parent in a 2 parent home. I’m tired of trying to hold someone accountable for their actions or should say empty promises. I’m tired of being told the grass is greener somewhere else, tired of crying, tired of being threatened with divorce, tired of being physically ignored, tired of being emotionally abused, tired of not being able to eat or sleep, tired of the stress, tired of the headaches, tired of it all. I thought that love would be enough, but it’s not. Love of not enough, not for you. You are not capable of having someone love you. You insist on destroying everything good. You talk about how you’re the whipping post, think again. Look how I get treated. It’s easy for you to lash out at me because I’m here and that is what you do, all the time. You don’t think you get ugly, but you do.
You will never see your son again. You don’t deserve to have a son, to have a legacy. Why should you have your name carried on? You are a nasty man. Sure you have a big heart and can be the most loving and caring person. But where had he gone? Where is the man that took me away from NC where I had a plan, where I was good being on my own? But as of late, you are hateful, ugly and downright mean. Don’t think you have? How about calling your son a pussy? Or a whinny ass little bitch? Telling him that he’s always going to be stuck up my ass? Call me names all you want, but leave him out of this. This is why you will never see him ever again.
So, you can have the single life back, that you throw in my face often; since you seemed to be so happy being a stumbling drunk. You can have all the pill popping, smoking and drinking you want. You can do all that without me and John. I hope that you sit there and drown all the good memories and love away. No wait; I hope you have to go to jail, so you have to be sober so you HAVE to remember, clear headed, all that you lost.
Why am I putting this on social media for all to see? Because this seems to be the only way you will listen or see it. Seems to piss you off when I put “something out there”. So here it is for all to see. You’re not so great a guy, you’re an asshole who deserves to be alone. Good bye, good riddance, wish I never wasted these past years with you. Hope I don’t see you in Hell.
Oh before I forget. Make sure you take mine and John’s life insurance and pay off my debts, that had ruined your credit. And go to Arizona and buy that house you have so badly been wanting to do. I told you I was NOT going with you if you were drinking and I meant what I said, just hate it had to end this way. Enjoy your miserable life. Thanks for saying goodbye when you left this morning.”
