On Sunday September 28, 2008, twenty floors up in a Boston apartment, Christian Mogensen, logged on to his website, updated his web page, and then put a bullet into the head of his wife of many years. Not long latter Christian turned the gun on himself.
The webpage update that Christian made was a death announcement of a demise about to happen at his hands. His web page, untitled, read:
January 8, 1947 – September 28, 2008
October 26, 1947 – September 28, 2008
The murder suicide appears to have been the result of financial stress and pressure because of an eminent eviction from their apartment over $6,100 of back rent. On top of that Mogensen owed at least another $28,500 in debts from 1994 that were still being pursued by debt collectors. I bet there was more as well.
Sources say that the debt collection activity was active as recently as 2006 and make it sound as if their was some court action to collect.
Christian Mogensen was a 61 year old self-employed computer industry consultant who ran his business from the couples apartment in Charles River Park. Mogensen called 911 and notified police that he had “just killed my wife, and announced that he would kill himself before emergency help arrived.
I am never surprised by these incidents. Pressure and stress are motivators to do all sorts of nonsensical things. What has me conflicted about this event is that while I am deeply sad, I am royally pissed off at the same time.
The intense pressure and desperation Christian must have been feeling must have been overwhelming. So overwhelming that the thought of murdering his wife and then killing himself was considered a better idea.
What makes me madder than hell is that no financial problem in the world is so important to require suicide or murder.
I remember when I lived through my debt problems I was depressed and feeling low but the reality is that nothing that was externally happening to me at that time could ever have justified the murder of my wife and daughter and then my suicide.
I’m not sure if I ever felt suicidal during those dark days. You see, much of that time is a blur to me now, lost as I drifted through my self-imposed depression over my financial failures. What does vividly remain are the memories of intense failure, fear, and shame. Emotions more intense than I needed to make them.
I can’t think of a single debt situation that can’t be resolved in one way or another. All problem debt might have solutions, but maybe not magic wands.
If it is true that the financial problems lead to the kind and friendly Sharon Glassman being murdered by her husband of 12 years, then it was an unnecessary and senseless death. Not a murder of compassion, but instead a murder of stupidity.
If anyone is reading this right now and feels like killing themselves or harming another person because of financial problems, don’t.
I am here for you, I will help answer your questions to deal with your debt and no matter how you feel right now, there is hope for a new and better day.
No hug for Christian but a big hug is waiting for you if you need me.