I am not perfect. I have many regrets. I have the scars to remind me of my mistakes. I knew a boy in middle school. He was 10 and had beautiful hair. When we were in high school he overdosed. Six months ago, I went to visit my family. I saw my uncle as I was getting ready to go swimming with cousins. He wanted to talk but I told him I had to go. I took a picture with him, went swimming, came back home. A week later he hung himself. 5 days ago my friend put a gun to her head and killed herself. She left behind two beautiful little girls. I am scared. I am afraid to face the reality of what I’ll leave behind. Where are they now? Where is that beautiful boy with the deep blue eyes and the perfect hair? Where is my uncle who used to give me bear hugs when I was little? Where is that youthful girl whose daughters don’t have their mother anymore?! Where are they? Where will I be when I follow their footsteps…
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I’m so sorry to hear about all of the loved ones you have lost to suicide. Suicide is such a tragic and selfish act, because the people who are left behind have to struggle to pick up the pieces and move on. Please don’t go down the same path that your loved ones did. You know first hand the pain and suffering that will result. Don’t give up.
the same thing happened to me actually, my friend kept wanting and wanting to hang out but you know it was summer and i get really busy. then i woke up and he had hung himself. the really weird thing, the reason i always remember it is because i tried to overdose the same night. it took forever to learn to live with it. i keep thinking i should have told him i was depressed to and we could have helped each other. it’s really hard but if you need someone that kinda knows the pain you can talk to me. it’s something you just have to learn to accept even though its so hard and it might feel impossible you always have to try as hard as you can