We have been dealing with suicides in my community the past few weeks. It’s dredged up some old wounds and feelings i’ve pushed deep down. My City has been passing out flyers about suicide prevention. Talking to people and spreading the word on how to look for warning signs and how to talk to someone if you fear they are in trouble. It’s great. But then there is the hurtful dialogue. The people saying “people who commit suicide are selfish” ..... “ don’t they realize there is so much to live for”.
I love that my community is trying, even if is just on a surface level to bring awareness about metal health. I just wish there was a way for people to really understand. Sometimes there is no helping someone. Even in the middle of recovery, even when someone seems to be doing great, they could still decide to end their life. People don’t get how you can be doing so great and then the depression hits you in the face like a fucking wave. And in that seemingly never ending moment, nothing matters. All the good, all the love, it’s all drowned out by the lies depression is screaming at you. And yeah, if you wait it out it will pass... but sometimes in those moments it is too much and you go too far under to break out, and if you are not lucky enough to have someone there to pull you pack, if you give up pulling yourself back, there is nothing a flyer or some nice words can do.