It’s the first Sunday of Suicide Prevention Month, and too we’re beginning National Suicide Prevention Week.

Suicide: the most permanent of decisions. If you’re reading this, and you have been thinking of agreeing to this kind of decision, there are options. They may seem incredibly distant, but they’re there. It’s imperative that you think this way, and if you don’t, here’s why you should: 

I don’t know you, but I see you and I hear you. I may not know you personally, but I know how fed up you must be with whatever it is that is giving you no other choice. People care about you, and I know that may not help either. I know it may not help because it probably seems conditional or nonexistent. Maybe it feels insignificant because no matter how many conversations you have, or maybe how few you do, it doesn’t stop these thoughts. These nagging, unrelenting, disturbing and disruptive thoughts, different from the ones that people have when they get into a little fender bender after sneaking out of the house, or they can’t organize their cousin’s baby shower, or for any menial reason they find to yell, “I’m going to kill myself”. 

When you see the numbers for the hotline, you wonder how a stranger will ever cure you of this violent disease metastasizing throughout your brain. You may also feel like there’s nothing more, nothing new, nothing different that could change your temperament because of the time that has already passed. You’re not a lost cause. You’re not a burden and screw whoever perpetuates that kind of hateful rhetoric. You might be tired of talking, performing self-care, exercising, or whatever else you’ve been told to quiet your mind, and I feel it. I feel it because I’ve felt it. 

I hate the culture surrounding mental health. I hate it with a passion and I hope to one day change the scope of it through mass media. Mark my words because it’s going to happen. One day we’ll live in a world where people with mental health struggles won’t be harshly criticized, discriminated against, mistreated, or anything of the sort, but I expect you to live to see that day because it’s not too far in the future.

You don’t have to be a writer to tell your story by the way. Someone out there needs you if you’ve had suicidal thoughts, if you survived them, if you empathize with them, if you lost a loved one to this fatal end, or if you’re sitting there contemplating, maybe looking for a sign that will keep your heart beating, trust me, there’s someone out there who needs you. They need you like you need the people who say they care about you. 

LESSON: stay one more day because you are heard, you are felt and you are needed. Your survival story can be someone else’s guidebook, so stay, please.

Love, Jordi <3

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