A Man I Loved Committed Suicide
You would never want to put someone in that dark room of sadness; with that little monster that tells them they’re not worth getting out of bed. Think about the people who love you. Call them.
You would never want to put someone in that dark room of sadness; with that little monster that tells them they’re not worth getting out of bed. Think about the people who love you. Call them.
To me it’s a day to tell people. Tell people what I know about suicide and depression. What I know from losing my uncle to it, having a best friend with bipolar disorder, and working in an acute mental health hospital where I meet kids and adults everyday who want to end their lives.
The other day I told a bunch of people my own age that they needed to quiet down because I was trying to get some work done.