today, my school hosted an exhibit for suicide awareness day. the exhibit included 1,100 backpacks in representation of the number of lives that are lost to mental illness each year on college campuses. many of these backpacks were donated by the families that lost loved ones and had their stories attached. i’m so proud of my school for bringing attention to such a serious issue.
Thanks for all your work on this, activemindsinc! Awareness and education are very important in reducing suicide and stigma.
so i was in the bus with this granny by my side when we spotted two girls kissing by the bus stop. the granny turned to me and said “these girls are so pretty. at their age i was pretty ugly. well, maybe that’s why i had to marry a man” i almost died omg
Is it sad that I don’t know why I’m this heart-brokened?
No, I know why, I just
It doesn’t feel right for some reason
My body and mind keep trying to move forward
But for some reason my soul won’t let me.
Time became clear on 4.19.14
And it blurred again on 9.11.14
Now, my mind keeps replaying as if 9.11 keeps happening over and over again.
It’s been over 2 weeks.
And I still feel the same pain as I did yesterday.
I mean 9.11
I don’t know what to do.
I’m in agony.
And sometimes I can’t breathe.
I’ll see you again when I wake up.
Maybe this is my forever.
I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.
It’s scary to find someone that makes you happy. You start giving them all of your attention because they’re what makes you forget everything bad that’s going on in your life. They’re the first person you want to talk to in the morning and the last one before you sleep just so you can start and end your day with a smile. It all sounds great to have that someone, but it’s scary to think about how easily they could just leave and take that happiness away too when they go.