Parents say things they don't mean. They get frustrated and stressed out and say things they regret later. My dad once told me I was a burden on the family. It hurt me so much, and was a big part of the reason why I attempted suicide. But when I did, I found out how much my parents really do care. They are FAR from perfect- my relationship with my father is still not great. But I am really glad I did not succeed at taking my life, because even if he DOESN"T care, and that is heartbreaking to think, I KNOW there are OTHER people who care. I KNOW you have people who care about you, who would be so hurt by your death. I KNOW how painful it is when a parent says something cruel, and you don't know if they mean it. The same thing happened to me. But now its six months later and I am alive and grateful that I didnt' die, and things with me and my parents are a little better.
Yesterday on facebook a friend of a friend posted that she was thinking about killing herself. She was a friend of a number of my friends, but I didn't know her. They all posted about it, begging us to pray for her, begging her not to do it- they sent the police, but it was too late. The police rushed her to the hospital, and she died this morning. My friends are so sad and devastated- and I hurt, too. I didn't know her. She never knew my name. But I cried for her, and it brought back all the awful memories of my suicide attempts. I don't know her, but I really wish she hadn't done it. None of her friends and family will ever be the same. There are people who would be so sad to see you go- friends that are out there that you haven't even met yet.
Please wait.Please be strong. People care, you don't know me, but I care. Stick around.
