Surviving Suicide

For me, the last words I said to him were, “call me as soon as you get home.” The last time I saw him alive was in my rear view mirror as I drove away. He looked sad, and I … almost … turned the car around. But, I was running late for work. “He’ll be fine,” I thought. “I can’t afford to lose any more time…”

Hope after Suicide

 

They call us “survivors” and that’s a good word, right?

It sure beats the other extreme and most who survive some calamity

are no doubt grateful to be one.

We are in a special class of survivors.

We are known as “suicide survivors” but no matter how you slice it,

suicide is an ugly, repulsive word.

We are not in a category that brings relief.

We are in a class of people who survive unbearable,

painful loss ~ one day at a time. One day at a time.

Perhaps you are one of us; we are millions strong.

We are parents, siblings, friends, relatives, co-workers, and school chums.

The list is endless.

Our loved one touched so many lives, just like yours.

Why are we millions strong? Because every fifteen + minutes

in the USA alone, someone reaches the point of no return

and ends his life.

Perhaps…

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