It Is Safe To Assume…

“It is safe to assume that, no matter how it appears, the attempt probably did not come out of the blue. Look for clues. Some possibilities include a family history of mental illness, a history of abuse, unusual or stressful family dynamics, prior diagnosis or evidence of a psychiatric disorder, and/or bizarre behavior long before, or in the days or weeks immediately preceding the crisis. Part of your job is to be a detective, assembling the pieces in the puzzle that is depression.” ―Andrew Slaby

#WorldSuicidePreventionDay

World Suicide Prevention Day

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Today is World Suicide Prevention Day. As someone who has experienced loss over this, and been there for those who’ve been gutted by loss, I feel it’s important to speak up.

I’m personally having a rough time. This year has been especially difficult. I’ve kept my mouth shut, though. How many times can you be shrugged off, ignored, or told “You just want attention!”? Fact: I’m the least likely person you’ll know who is “seeking attention”. I live an extremely private, quiet, “I don’t share everything with you.” existence. Someone recently told me that’s in direct contrast with my writing, where I’m, in essence, a public figure and a strong voice for the invisible illness community. Maybe that’s true. I don’t think about it much.

Before I reached the end of my rope a few months ago, I was lucky, because someone stepped up and stepped in and they’re doing their best, and I’m doing the work. Commitment is a two-way street. However, there’s no real end to how I feel. It’s always there.

If you have a clear-cut diagnosis; don’t go off your medication. If you’re having a bad time, call your doctor or therapist. Don’t reach out to people who’ve never provided support. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, though. That super supportive friend/family member/partner might not respond if you’ve abused the relationship by posting their responses to you, sharing their text messages publicly, or calling them and desperately seeking attention, as opposed to saying “I need help.” If you say the right things, people will be there for you. However, if you abuse the fact that they take your three a.m. phone calls, treat them like second-class citizens, or show them you don’t care in kind, it is what it is. I can only speak for how I’d react to that kind of behavior. The answer is: Not well.

Know your triggers. Stay away from them, so long as they are avoidable. Also, you cannot drink alcohol on your meds. That’s asking for trouble, so learn to pass because skipping daily meds just so you can drink is going to screw you up even more. If you don’t feel your medication is working, call your doctor immediately.

I nearly hit rock bottom last week. I didn’t talk about it, because the person who caused the trigger should have known better than to attack me. I kept my mouth shut, because I’m not seeking advice or assistance. I’m not asking anyone to intervene. I’m the one who has lived this every single day for the majority of my life. I’ll figure it out, or I won’t. It won’t be anyone’s fault if I don’t figure it out. Simple fact.

If you can help someone, please do, but don’t be afraid to call the police. If this subject matter triggers you, please seek immediate medical attention.

I can’t recommend a hotline (Nor will I ever!), but I can recommend reaching out to your doctor and therapist, or a local support team that can come to you. Even if this means leaving the house and letting them see how not okay you are.

For those of you who judge; you’ve obviously never suffered a whole lot in your life, or you have zero emotional understanding. Kudos to you. 😒 Millions of people have been through horrible things, and there’s no need to hide in the dark if you’re not a shiny, happy person. It’s okay.

#MentalHealthMatters #SuicidePrevention #EndTheStigma

 

National Suicide Prevention Week

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I am quite extreme in my openness and honesty in regard to suicide. The more it bothers someone, the louder my voice will become. This is not a subject to be shy, passive, or hush-hush about. It requires a powerful voice. No one has ever accused me of subtly.

In 1993, I lost someone very dear to me to suicide. To this day, it affects me deeply. His battle altered the course of my life, steering me in directions so that the same mistakes would not be repeated. I couldn’t have done anything to save him, but is there a way to save someone else by being me; by listening with both ears, as well as with my mind, and heart? YES.

Four years ago one of my best friends lost her brother to suicide. I knew something was very wrong as soon as i saw her e-mail. There was something about the lone message sitting in my inbox, a quality to it that shimmered with agony. Having not opened it immediately, I was sick to my stomach the instant I saw it. Reading it and having the realization hit me was mind-blowing. I was, and will forever be, devastated for her and her family. I still see her brother in my mind’s eye as being full of life.

I, myself, struggle with the idea of living every single day. It is not, nor will it ever be, an easy battle. I have very little support to help keep me going or to help bring me back when I am ready to end it all. In fact, I have been told “Just do it already, I’m sick of hearing about it.” I have also been told “No one gives a shit if you live or die.”

There is an exceptionally long list of things you do NOT say to someone who is suicidal, or who you suspect is hurting so deeply that the wrong words might send them in a direction you are not personally ready to be responsible for emotionally. We all have a responsibility to look after one another.

You can claim to care about a person until the cow’s come home, but when you’re truly there for someone, you don’t let them go over the ledge. That’s REAL. That’s CONCERN. That is HUMANITY. The rest? That’s just someone trying to make themselves feel better or make themselves seem like a good person when they aren’t.

Each day, we make a choice as to what type of person we are. Me? I’ll save you from a ledge, EVERY SINGLE TIME. Even if you’re a stranger. And no, I don’t need anyone to think well of me for it. I’m just being me.

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World Suicide Prevention Day

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I have lost many people to suicide. Dear friends & family members. My family, my brother (who lost a best friend to suicide 9 years ago this month), and one of my best friends has also been affected by this. I very nearly lost my own life as well. I have no idea what pulled me back, I still don’t, and I’d be lying if I said those thoughts and feelings ever went away. Today, support someone that needs it. Moreover, support someone that needs it EVERY DAY.