Living for Two
I questioned my existence, thinking that if my little brother—the brightest and most loving soul I had ever known—couldn’t find happiness, then why should I?
Topic: suicide prevention
I questioned my existence, thinking that if my little brother—the brightest and most loving soul I had ever known—couldn’t find happiness, then why should I?
June 27th, 2018. It’s another cloudy, yet hot summer’s day in Texas.
I did not want my life to end. I wanted life as I knew it to end.
This is both a plea and a call to action.
You can't save everyone. You may not even save anyone. But you can offer something to someone.
The intersection of mental health and homelessness.
If suicidality leads to the belief we will not be missed, yet each person who dies by suicide is mourned intensely, then that belief has to be false.
Novels, shows, films, songs, and so on address a sensitive topic sometimes with layered nuance and other times with deeply misguided perceptions.
Imagine my surprise when he looked at me and said, “Well, if you were actually suicidal, you would have just done it.”
Stigma stated, “If you admit to having these thoughts, people will see you differently.”
The moment of intervention should not be a moment at all, but a collection of moments.
I remember drafting an email to her and waiting three days because I was too nervous to send it.
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