This is a difficult post. Feelings of shame well up within me as I write this. People don’t like to hear about suicide–even though it happens all around us. For those of us who are LGBTIQ, we have all thought about doing it. And most of us have probably tried doing it at least once. Statistics about this social disease will always be questionable. Who wants to tell the loving friends they may still have that he/she tried to leave them in this way?
Four of my family members, the last one my father, betrayed me by killing themselves. I fear constantly that I am hardwired to do the same. On my suicide prevention plan with my therapist I want to die a natural death when the time comes. But as Amy Biancolli said: Suicide is irrational. After it happens, wishing you had seen the warning signs won’t do any good. Wanting to do it is irrational. And rejecting the love you so desperately need in your life by doing it is the most irrational thing of all.
In a moment of despair, reaching out to God with my tears, He told me: “I have work for you to do here. Then, I will take you home.”
Tomorrow WILL be a good day.
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