For the first time ever, I shared my suicide story with someone that
I know in real life. That was scary.
When I found out what happened to her, I grabbed her and hugged her hard.
She fell apart on my shoulder.
Sometimes, you just have to hug somebody.
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I have to agree that sometimes you have to hug somebody.
I am glad that you were there for her.
That was one of the first of your blogs that I read. Powerful stuff and so honest and raw. You never know what someone elses journey has been. I don't think you realize how much you help others by sharing.
And now I will hug you!
I know this one ... boy do I know this one ...
love ya lady :)
Thanks ya'll. I just wanted her to know that things can change SO much. She's not suicidal (that I know of) but she can't see a way out of the situation that she's in.
I hope I showed her how bad things once were for me....and she knows how wonderful they are now!
I had never read that story...before my time and I guess before my time with Jeff who sent so many of my friends over...
Man lady...I am so glad you answered that phone call, because I am really glad I know you...
My cousin took his own life just last month. He was 46. If he'd known how it would devastate everyone (including me) he would've known how much we really loved him.
My gosh, I wish I had some better to offer than hugs from afar...
Mahala: Thanks!
Bond: Me, too...me, too!
JJ: I wish he would have know, too.
SkyDad: There's nothing better than hugs, close or from afar!
just to know another humanbeing cares.
If you make it past a point like that everything else that happens in life is a bonus.
Thank you for this, and the link to your older post. My mother killed herself 11 years ago, and I really appreciated the insight you've been able to share with me.
xx Dee
Everyone needs a hug now and again. Here's one for you ((HUG))x
Yeah, I can see that would be a scary thing for you to do - but you do what you have to :) And hugs are always good!
My neighbor 5 houses up committed suicide 2 years ago in the garage that we used to play darts in.
He mentioned he was going to do it and we tried to talk him out of it.
He had started going to counseling and we would still talk to him about it and continued with our weekly dart games in his garage that was like the neighborhood man den.
Then I came home one day and found out that he pulled a chair up to the dartboard and shot himself.
Ripped the whole neighborhood apart and I still wonder if I could have done or said anything differently. I really hate him for that.
I'm so glad that you weren't successful in your attempt. We just lost a friend of ours to suicide about a month ago and it's been really awful. There are so many unanswered questions. :(
Sounds like someone wanted to give you another chance at life...and another chance at being happy. *HUGS*
(((hugs))) to you both. It's good you were there for her.
I can relate, however I am on the other side, have told my story in life but refuse to on here. Always wonder if I will. But I am ok so not like it is a big deal. Life is good. But it is always nice to find someone that can relate. :-)
Thanks to all of you for your comments. It always amazes me how many people have been touched by suicide. And I am so grateful that I'm still here.
There's always hope. Always something new around every corner.
I long for the day when suicide is no longer an option for anyone. When we have more to offer people who are depressed than drugs and a locked ward. I long for more organic approaches to sadness. Suicidal thoughts can't kill us - only actions can. Living with the thoughts is all we have to be able to do. for me, the answer is always...NOT today.
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