handsome police officer. a young, beautiful wife. someone i talked to almost every day is gone. it does not make sense. when you hear suicide? no, no way. things about it started stinking. she had met another man? yes, a big, messy triangle. how many other women besides you was he having an affair with? ten. ten? you ve got so many girlfriends. i know. she had told her boss that she had done something bad. i think the last statement within her diary said it all. we knew we would get here. we just knew that we had a lot of hurdles to get over. i will never forgive myself. never. the life of a police officer. it s full of danger. and stress. they have rough days at work. and they end up holding it in. they re our first responders. it is hard. it is hard work. from one call to the next, you don t know what s going to happen. but our story is about what happened when a first responder had to face a crisis in his own home.
i think the last state within her diary said it all. we had a lot of hurdles to get over. i will never forgive myself. never. the life of a police officer. it s full of danger. and stress. they have rough days at work. and they end up holding it in. our first responders. it is hard. it is hard work. from one called to the next, you don t know what s going to be up with. but our story is about what happened when a first responder had to face a crisis in his own home. baby, please wake up! a cop pleading for help, from his travel men and women in blue. tell them i m a cup, please. tell them to hurry please. and one moment, a family is shattered. it s like disbelief. it s a surreal moment. and overtime, an entire communities secrets would be revealed. i cried. it does not make sense. it starts here in the village of los lunas, mexico. 25 miles south of albuquerque. tera chavez grew up with her twin brother josh, and young brother a
Girlfriends. I know. She had told her boss that she had done something bad. I think the last statement within her diary said it all. We knew we would get here. We just knew that we had a lot of hurdles to get over. I will never forgive myself. Never. The life of a Police Officer. Its full of danger. And stress. The life of a Police Officer. Its full of danger. And stress. They have rough days at work. And they end up holding it in. Theyre our First Responders. It is hard. It is hard work. From one call to the next, you dont know whats going to happen. But our story is about what happened when a First Responder had to face a crisis in his own home. Baby, please wake up a cop pleading for help, from his fellow men and women in blue. Tell them im a cop, please. Tell them to hurry, please. In one moment, a family is shattered. It was like disbelief. Its a surreal moment. And over time, an entire communities secrets would be revealed. I laid there and cried. It does not make sense. It start
tera had laid bare the depths of her despair. writing, sometimes i just want to disappear. and, i m depressed. i want to fall off the face of the earth. and every day i feel my time and work, kids and endlessly trying to make my marriage work. i m getting nowhere, i never do. sounds like depression to me? classic depression. and police found another page of writing that sounded desperate. torn up and buried in the trash can. and levi showed detective jones something else. i got a text. a text he received from tera earlier that day. it says, i m afraid i m going to hurt myself. i m so, so, so upset and hurt. open and shut. by 2 am, police were wrapping up their work at the chávez
whatever is going on, take a deep breath. you re trying to make this guy feel better? i am always concerned that possibly my sympathy and empathy, he might hurt himself. officers went through the scene in the bathroom, and some gold on something. tara, the writer, had kept a journal tucked under her mattress. parts of it were very dark, it described a young woman that was having some dark times in their life. tara had laid bare the depths of her despair. writing, sometimes i just want to disappear. and, i m depressed. i want to fall off the face of the earth! and every day i feel my time and work, kids and endlessly trying to make my marriage work. i m getting nowhere, i never do. sounds like depression to me? classic depression. and police found another page of writing that sounded desperate. the torn up and buried in the trash can.