Suicide Awareness

One woman's view on Suicide.

Spoiler Alert:

I cried through the whole post!

Imagine that.

                   A Perspective on Suicide

by Shawna Morrissey

@ Eat, Think, & Be Merry 

 

Remembrance

No matter how hard I try, I seem to always be a day behind in my blogging duties.

Oh well, that's me!  A day late and a dollar short. 

I am bored, restless, anxious, and okay.

There is nothing wrong with just being okay.

I can think of worse things to be.  

At least I am feeling a little better; just taking it one day at a time.

One of the reasons I am feeling out of sorts is because 10 days ago one 

of my old partying buddies (another life, saving my partying days for another time) 

took 60 Xanax and died of an overdose.  I am not sure if it was an intentional suicide or not.

He was a daredevil who always thought he was invincible.  

He was a wild, lost soul who was finally tamed.

His friends and family are holding a benefit for him today to pay for his funeral costs. 

I feel so bad that I won't be able to attend the benefit.  

I am still without a car and besides I do not have any money to help out.

So this is my way of showing support and 

respect to a lost soul who lost his life.

Rest in Peace Kevin!

You are sadly missed by friends, 

family, and your two young children.

A to Z Challenge: Truly Understanding

Since I am a day behind due to another crisis in my home, I am combining my posts to make it easier on me and to catch up.

One must be truly understanding of mental illness and how it affects everyone, to be able to deal with 2 people, 2 suicide attempts, in one month.  First, my daughter and now her father.  I am so busy trying to save everyone that I hope that all this that has been happening doesn't come crashing down on me.  Maybe it will all hit me in a month when I think that I am ok, then I might be the one who needs saving.  But I won't think like that.  I am a strong person, strong mother.  I never realized that I could be this strong and be the anchor that keeps everything and everyone safe and still.  Maybe I am all the hope and stength that I need.  Who knew?  Who knew the broken one would be the strongest?

I know that I truly understand mental illness and all that comes with it.  Turning my back on someone that truly needed my help would go against everything I believe in.  I want to stop the stigma.  I want people to be more aware and understanding of the mentally ill.  It is real not something we make up.  We are real people with real lives.  We deserve to live a good life too!

Hope