My brother killed himselfon the twenty-eighth Thursday of last yearand I missed four days of work and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’. My brotherhe was always a fan of beautybut what he didwas not beautiful at all.And last week I got the newsthat one of my good friends from high schoolhad overdosed(again)except this timeshe’d gone too farand now she was gone.And I had a hard time falling asleep at nightand her motherhugged me tightand thanked me for coming to the servicebut I did notwant to be there at all.This is notbeautiful.The girl down the street would’ve turned 21 last yearand I can scarcely imaginethe wild times she would’ve(should’ve)had.But she is buried six feet deepafter falling nearly 300and she did not leave a note.This is notbeautiful.My freshman year of collegeand my roommate was beautifuland how I wanted to be just like her.But she wore herself downtill she was almost invisibleand if you blinked you had to go and find her all over again.So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuitionbut are paying her hospital billswatching their daughter crumble.This is not beautiful.So y’all can take your narcissisticromanticizingand glamorizingof self harm and eating disorders and committing suicideand shove them as far up your assas you possibly can.Starvation is not beautiful.Killing yourself is not beautiful.Sadnessis not beautiful.This note I am writingis not beautiful.But youyou are beautifuland it’s about damn time you start believing it
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 08:58:23 +0000