Today a man told me about how his life spiraled out of control due to an injury that affected every aspect of his life: family, work, finances, physical ability, and mental health. He sought help from a mental health unit and seemed surprised when I told him that I am glad he sought help and that he made it. He expressed appreciation.
Traditional “help” had been forced upon me in the past, but I don’t think that I could give myself over to it willingly. Trust issues.
That man has my respect.
Tomorrow is “R U Ok? Day” and “Make Your Bed Day” among others.
Happy World Suicide Prevention Day. I thought I would share the gift he gave to me with you. Glad we spoke.
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Hope things turn out alright for him.