“I understand that there are going to be times where you don’t know what to do anymore. You’ll lay in bed and stare the ceiling for what seems like days trying to figure your life out. You’ll shut your eyes and rack your brain until you fall asleep. But don’t ever, ever, decide that there is no answer to your problem. There is always an answer, no matter what the circumstance or situation is. Don’t ever believe that the only choice is to end your life. Suicide is not the end to your problems; it just stops them from ever getting better.”
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As someone who was prone to suicide since being pre-teen, and someone who managed to open my eyes again and again, in spite of my desire and myself, this Thursday, I will become 57 years old. I am nearly a year into getting help. Find help, reach out, even if at first or second, or beyond it seems to be impossible to find someone who can help, reach out as many times as it takes. If anti-depressants are what is needed, take them, become regulated on them; keep trying. I am a creative and have had to give up my being naturally creative in lieu of being totally paralyzed by depression and P.T.S.D. Consider a Comfort Animal. Taking care of someone more vulnerable than yourself, who depends on you, no matter whether you feel a need to remain in bed, cover your head and wait for death is not an option when someone else depends on you for their care. Reach out, if you have a support network, depend on them. If not, find help in putting together your own survival toolkit. Anticipating celebrating another year, a year with more moments of happiness than sadness and tears. A year which finds me waking up and saying, “Thank you God for allowing me to see another day.” I could never have thought these words, had I ended it all many, many years ago. Learning to love and celebrate life, instead of anticipate and desire death.
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