You don’t matter.
Nobody cares about you.
Nobody will miss you.
I don’t know why you bother?
Even when people say they care they don’t.
You aren’t important.
You are such a burden.
Nothing you say matters. Haven’t you noticed no one is listening?
How did reading those lines have you feeling?
Did you feel your chest tighten? Did your heart break a little?
Did tears well in your eyes?
Have you ever felt these statements in your being before?
This is a glimpse into a mind of a person contemplating dying by suicide.
Or at least it’s a glimpse into my mind at that stage.
It breaks my heart to know that’s how I used to see life. And people around me.
Those around us who have experienced a loved ones death by suicide are racked with guilt and shame of not knowing or having been able to do enough.
The one thing we can do that I know in my heart is to feel those feelings for who we have lost. It’s ok to be upset and hurt.
And to love those who are still here.
Tell those you love how much you do.
Tell them what they mean to you.
Tell them how your life would be if they weren’t here to experience it.
Don’t hold anything back.
And if you are someone contemplating this death, know that there are people who will miss you. Whose lives will be transformed when you are gone.
You may not feel that but I know with all my heart and soul that it’s the truth.
You are none of those things written at the top of this post.
I love you. Even if I don’t know you. I was you for a large part of my life.
Please stay ❤️