Friday, September 10
36th Annual National Suicide Prevention Week
This week I'm thinking of friends who have died--by committing suicide. Friends who others labeled as someone who "had it made." Someone who had everything. Someone they didn't really need to lend compassion or support to.
Sometimes the facades we construct are a sharp contrast to what burns beneath the surface.
Like my friend Kat. She was beautiful and successful. Everyone could see that. Everyone except her. Others treated her with a degree of disregard because they assumed her sometimes austere nature meant she thought she was better than others. Little did they know she didn't feel she was worth anything. She felt she was zero. Nothing. That's why she acted the way she did.
This week I'm thinking of friends who have died by committing suicide, and others feared they were going to so before they did--but just didn't know how to help.
This week I'm thinking of friends who have talked about committing suicide, and who have found the strength to hold on, but only because someone else reached out. Cared. Loved them. Forgave them. Took time to help them find help.
This week I'm praying for those whose families are in denial, even though all the warning signs are there. There is no shame in seeking help. We all need a shoulder to lean on at one time or another--for one reason or another--in our lives
This week I'm thinking of a friend who is struggling to hold on and too afraid to tell his wife and family the truth about how he really feels inside. Too afraid to admit he needs to fix some things, reach out in truth and honesty and let go of the fear of the stigma he feels he will be labeled with.
Suicide knows no boundaries of age, race, religion, or sex. This week take a minute to educate yourself on how to help yourself or someone else. Click here for a good place to start.