Sheri Shermeyer, 40, suffocated her 12-month-old son and then shot herself in a classic murder-suicide.
But before ending her life, the Pennsylvania mom left a long, angry Facebook message to her husband the day after Christmas. When a friend noticed Sheri’s note on Facebook, they called the police and the cops came to perform a welfare check. When they got to her Pennsylvania home, they found the two bodies.
“I want you to know that I LOVE [my son] more than anything in the world…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 two 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 is 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 will never see your son again. You don’t deserve to have a son, to have a legacy. As of late, you are hateful, ugly and downright mean … How about calling your son a pu**y? Or a whinny a** little bitch? Telling him that he’s always going to be stuck up my a**? 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. 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.”
Her body was found that afternoon in her Shrewsbury Township home, with what appeared to be a self-inflicted gunshot wound. She suffocated her child with a pillow.