WANNA KILL YOURSELF?
You come home with yet another horrible day. You’re just ready to give up.
So… You go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note, you’ve written and rewritten over and over again. You take out those razor blades and CUT for the very last time. You grab the bottle of pills and take them all —
Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you CLOSE YOUR EYES for the VERY LAST TIME.
A FEW HOURS LATER… your little brother knocks on your door to tell you that dinner is ready. You don’t answer so he walks in. All he sees is, you laying on bed, so he thinks you’re asleep.
He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper from your hand and reads it. Sobbing… she tries hard to wake you up. She’s screaming your name.
Your brother, so confused, runs to tell your dad that “Mommy is crying and sissy won’t wake up.”
Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next your lifeless body. It hits him, what’s going on? And… He screams! He screams… and throws something at the wall. Then falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and then they sit there, holding each other … CRYING HELPLESSLY!
The news spreads the following day, everybody knows about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. EVERYONE BLAMES THEMSELVES!
Your teachers/colleagues think that they were too harsh with you.
That boy who used to tease you and call you names, he can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are.
Your ex-bestfriend the one that you told everything to, can’t handle it. He breaks down, keeps running here and there without any thought!
Your friends? They’re sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late
And your best friend? She’s in shock. She can’t believe it! She knew what you were going through, but she never imagined it to get this bad… Bad enough for you to end it! She can’t cry, she can’t feel anything. She stands up and just sinks into the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out…
It’s a few days later…
AT YOUR FUNERAL…
The whole town came, everyone knew you! That girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. That intelligent, smart, cute girl, whose company everyone enjoyed. Her talkativeness, the jokes she cracked, the one who was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on.
Lots of people talked about the good memories they had with you. There were loads! Everyone’s crying, your little brother still doesn’t know you killed yourself. He’s too young for it. Your parents just said that you died. It hurts him a lot. He’s alone. You were his elder sister, you were supposed to be there for him always.
Your best friend, she stays strong throughout the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she looses it. She cries and cries and doesn’t stop for days.
It’s six months later…
You know what happened?
People still talk about you!
People cursed and damaged themselves. Those mean popular awesome looking girls who used to tease you, all have eating disorders now.
That boy who used to trouble you, hardly speaks.
Your ex-bestfriend doesn’t know how to get attached to anybody anymore.
Your friends go into depression.
You best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn’t succeed like you did, but she tried!
Your brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms. He cries at night. He wonders why?
Your parents? Their marriage falls apart. Thinking they weren’t good enough as parents.
Your Dad has become workaholic to distract himself from your death.
Your mom got diagnosed with high depression and just lays in bed all day.
PEOPLE CARE! You may not think so, but THEY DO! Your choices don’t just affect you, they affect EVERYONE!!
DON’T END YOUR LIFE, YOU HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR! YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT TOMORROW HAS FOR YOU!
In a world where suicide seems to be considered as such a huge taboo and it makes most people so uncomfortable and scared to talk about.
How are we ever supposed to tell anyone that we are suicidal?
How are we supposed to ask for any help if we are labelled as attention seekers?