I’ve read through some of these posts at various times in my struggles. I’ve turned here when I was done and ready to plan a way out. I’ve turned here when I really needed to see raw emotion, to help me understand my own. I’ve turned here to see that I wasn’t alone in my thoughts. I wasn’t the only one going through something that I felt like there was no end to…and more recently, I turned here to try to understand my cousins suicide.
I know if you’re at this site and reading these, you’re either looking for tips on what method to try or you’re looking for someone to say “I’ve been there, it gets better.”
Let me be the latter…
Tell yourself that youâ€™re alive.
Listen: â€œIâ€™m alive.â€
We have a few things in common. We struggle. Weâ€™ve aliveâ€¦and we donâ€™t really want to be here. Iâ€™m no different than you. I struggle. Iâ€™m alive. And there are times where I donâ€™t really want to be here. I wonâ€™t sit here and tell you that all people struggle with various thingsâ€¦I think deep down you already know what. What weâ€™ve been taught however, is that some people have it harder than others. That your problems arenâ€™t as bad as anotherâ€™s. I personally feel that your ability to deal with personal struggles often determines the extent of the issue. Meaning, if you have a hard time dealing with most things in general, what some would see as a small issue is actually a world of hurt, to you. Everyone deals with struggles in their own way. Some get angry, some take it as personal defeat and let depression take over, some find solace in self harmâ€¦whatever the method may be, youâ€™re not the only one whoâ€™s chosen it. Youâ€™re not the only one whoâ€™s felt this way. Whoâ€™s been this low. Whoâ€™s lost their grip. You’re not the only one who has scars. You have more in common with the world around you, than you let yourself believe. We all have our vices. Our secrets.Â Our â€œstuff.â€ We are all human. You are not alone.
Often times we forget that there was a time before all of this. Before the hurt. The anger. There was a time when we were happy. Maybe for some, it didnâ€™t last as long as others. But thatâ€™s the time you have to hold on to. The memory you never let go of. Itâ€™s in that moment where you finally see what others have always seen. The person that you didnâ€™t believe that you were capable of being. Itâ€™s those moments that save us. And sometimes, they are far and fewâ€¦but theyâ€™re there. They are there. At the end of the day, everyone just wants to know that they matter to someone. That they belong. That someone out there caresâ€¦that they are not alone.
I care. You are not alone.
So letâ€™s do this together. Letâ€™s be alive, together. Because thereâ€™s someone out there who cares that youâ€™re here today. You are not alone.