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I'm not going to really talk about this 3rd suicide right now...the 2nd suicide in 9 days...the 3rd suicide this fall...
all I would really like to say though, is my heart goes out to those who are suffering - family, friends, acquaintances, witnesses, people who are suicidal...
how could somebody think his or her life is that terrible? personally, the gift of life is enough to keep me going.
my family is a lil freaked out. my grandma called me after she saw this 3rd death on the news "are you OK? I love you sweetie, everybody loves you, you're just so sweet. are you OK? call me OK? I love you"
i love hearing from my grandma but it makes me sad that she felt scared for me. suicide is not contagious...it's a disease...mental illness...depression...whatever it is, i can't catch it.
it's so scary though. this time, it was a girl who jumped out of an apartment right on campus. right above a cafe i go into a lot. i hate to sound immature and self absorbed, but what if she had hit me?
or what if i was walking to the elevators in the library at the time those boys decided to take a leap?
that would be MY death. those boys were going like 60mph. i might as well have been standing on a freeway, waiting to get slammed into.
call me immature, but i was thinking about that alot today as i walked on campus. i don't want to die and i wish people didn't want to die either.
my life is good.
i'm happy, my family loves me, i have good friends, my parents pay for nyu, i have a sweet boyfriend, i have God on my side, what more do I need?
these are things I should recognize daily and I suppose I do for the most part. of course I have my down days, but I wish some people didn't live lives full of down days...
all I would really like to say though, is my heart goes out to those who are suffering - family, friends, acquaintances, witnesses, people who are suicidal...
how could somebody think his or her life is that terrible? personally, the gift of life is enough to keep me going.
my family is a lil freaked out. my grandma called me after she saw this 3rd death on the news "are you OK? I love you sweetie, everybody loves you, you're just so sweet. are you OK? call me OK? I love you"
i love hearing from my grandma but it makes me sad that she felt scared for me. suicide is not contagious...it's a disease...mental illness...depression...whatever it is, i can't catch it.
it's so scary though. this time, it was a girl who jumped out of an apartment right on campus. right above a cafe i go into a lot. i hate to sound immature and self absorbed, but what if she had hit me?
or what if i was walking to the elevators in the library at the time those boys decided to take a leap?
that would be MY death. those boys were going like 60mph. i might as well have been standing on a freeway, waiting to get slammed into.
call me immature, but i was thinking about that alot today as i walked on campus. i don't want to die and i wish people didn't want to die either.
my life is good.
i'm happy, my family loves me, i have good friends, my parents pay for nyu, i have a sweet boyfriend, i have God on my side, what more do I need?
these are things I should recognize daily and I suppose I do for the most part. of course I have my down days, but I wish some people didn't live lives full of down days...