this post is for you. yes, you! you are so deserving of a good, happy, content life. you are so strong and resilient, and i am proud of you. you will make it through all this hardship and come out the other side doing better than ever.
I didn't fall in love with you because I needed a relationship. I fell in love with you because in your presence, I found a sense of peace I never knew I was missing. I didn't fall for you out of loneliness. I fell for you because your soul felt like home.
I’m happy to say i’m still here, after multiple attempts. My story however is long so I’m not getting into that,,
If you are struggling, you are not alone, even if you may think you are. If you have friends who are struggling or you may think they’re struggling, please be there. Be there for them. Talk with them, about literally anything. Listen to them. You could save their life. Check on the ones you love, please.
September is suicide prevention month, and if you are still here, I’m beyond proud of you.
Suicide is the most preventable form of death and yet the number of suicide victims rises each year despite increased awareness.
Why is that?
I can't answer it for everyone, but from what I've seen in my life, although people are aware, they don't understand.
I am a suicide surviver. Although I have not attempted suicide in over a decade, the thoughts linger from time to time. Sometimes it's just an intrusive thought that I can let go of. Sometimes it's a lot more and it is a lot more dangerous, but I am trying every day and that is all I can ask of anyone.
I am grateful to have found support here/online. However, people in my own life continue to belittle and invalidate my feelings. That makes me feel isolated, alone, and like there's something wrong with me. It makes me feel like I have no value.
I imagine it's hard to understand what goes through a person's head when they're suicidal if you've never felt that way. It's hard to validate someone's emotions when you (as an outsider) can rationalize them. But the problem with that is, those people don't know and they can't understand how those thoughts actually feel.
I am a very logical and rational person most of the time. However, when my depression is bad, I can't think rationally. The dark thoughts are consuming and I believe them. I know it's the depression talking. I know it's my anxiety talking. I know it's the past trauma I suffered haunting me. And yet, I still can't control those thoughts.
Those people who have never felt that way, think that rationalizing things, sharing comparing stories, or reminding you your life is good will help, but it doesn't. Not in those moments. That's what people who don't suffer have to understand.
I can try to explain that. I can raise awareness. I can shout from the rooftops trying to get people to understand. But the fact is, I can't make anyone change their thinking if they don't want to.
Suicide is a tragedy.
However, being suicidal is seen an inconvenience or a a way of "seeking attention." It is dismissed.
The same people who will cry over a friend's suicide, and wonder how they didn't see it are the same people who will tell the next person to "get over it", "your life's not that bad", "when I was in your situation..." They either don't see it or they don't care enough and that is the problem.
Suicide is preventable, but not without support. Support requires people that are not suicidal to better educate themselves beyond awareness to understanding and how to help.
You would never tell a cancer patient they're being dramatic and looking for attention when they share their struggles. You would never tell someone having a heart attack to "get over it." You would never belittle a mother who suffered a miscarriage by comparing them to someone else.
So why do that to someone suffering with mental health struggles?
Yes, there the stigma surrounding mental health and medication is improving, but we have a long way to go. That starts today and every day after.
Raising awareness is fine, but raising understanding is necessary meaningful change.
The dog's name is Yuri. A distemper survivor. You may wonder why his tongue is out (it's always out). The truth is, Yuri, lost all his teeth. But the good news is, a few are starting to grow back.
This Belgian Malinois and Labrador mix loathes me so much. Yuri disapproves of my relationship with his owner.
I love you Yuri.
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