Surviving 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 you had just said “talk with you later” on the phone or you sent a text message or an e-mail. Perhaps you had made plans to play golf the next week or go out to lunch. Perhaps you were making plans to celebrate a birthday together or take a trip. And just that quickly, all plans, hopes, and dreams vanished into thin air, sucking the breath out of your lungs along with them. No time to prepare. No time to ask questions or seek advice or suggest help for the one you love. One day she appears fine and the next day she is gone. No good-byes. No understanding why. Nothing left but emptiness, pain, heartbreak, and despair. Why, Lord? Why? Shattered by Suicide by Gracie Thompson
Posted on: Fri, 20 Sep 2013 16:40:32 +0000
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