An Open Letter to Young
People Contemplating Suicide from a Suicide Survivor
Our community, as many are, is struggling with a rash of
inconceivable suicides of teens and pre-teens. Every new death is a blow to the
already raw hearts of this community. There is blame thrown here and there,
everyone looking for a steady target to throw off the pain that we all seem to
be drowning under. No one has an answer for saving our children from this extrordinary pain,
which seems pervasive, across this nation and across the world.
With every new death there is much conversation- first in
shadowed whispers, then growing to a fevered roar. What I keep hearing, over
and over again, are parents saying that they don’t understand. They can’t
possibly understand someone, especially a young person, being so low that they would take
their own life. I would like to nod along and remember my teenage years as
carefree and lovely as those around me seem too. But, even a simple nod would be an egregious lie. You see, when I was seventeen years old, I was swimming in
the black water of a deep, dark depression- a depression that I could not ever
see myself coming out of and in those dark days I tried to blot out my own life
several times. I am so thankful to have
not been successful at taking on my own life and I strongly believe that I
would have never made any suicide attempts had I known the truth of what was to
come in my life.
If you are in the bowels of your own depression and are
contemplating taking your own life, I want to say to you what I wish someone
had said to me during those very dark days, when I felt terribly alone and was
sure that living in this unspeakable pain forever would be my destiny.
You are not alone.
As far as we have come in the twenty years since I was a teenager, mental
illness is still stigmatized. This means that for every person brave enough to
say that they struggle with depression, anxiety, bipolarity- there are likely
hundreds more in the wings who are not ready yet to take the stage and come
forward about their own struggles. There are people struggling in your town, in
your country and all over the world at this very minute. There is not a single
pain that you feel that is not being felt by someone else at this very moment,
somewhere in the world.
Depression is a liar.
It will tell you that you are worthless, that no one cares, that you are better
off dead. None of what it tells you has any basis in the truth. None. Many of the ideas in your head are
completely baseless and false. Never take any kind of extreme action without
talking with someone else first. You will shake off this beast of depression
and will look back someday and be shocked that you listened to the pleas of
this raging, ruthless liar. Do not be afraid to talk back when the beast
whispers in your ear. You may not feel it right now, but you are so much
stronger than your depression.
You need to seek
help. This part might seem very hard. Maybe you haven’t told anyone how low
you are feeling. Maybe it seems easier to stay quiet. I ask you, fervently, to tell
someone you trust. Seek counseling, try medication, find friends that you can
be truly honest with, meditate, get outside. There are so many ways of feeling
better and no two paths to mental peace are the same. If one counselor or
doctor doesn’t help, try another. If your meds don’t help, ask your doctor to
adjust the dose or try another. Know that you do not have to do this alone.
There are people out there that help people through this everyday and they are
waiting to help you, too.
You are not your
depression. This is not you. This experience will forever change you and be
a part of you, but it is not and will never be the real you. This is not the way you are going to feel for
your entire life. This is a temporary chemical disruption of your brain,
nothing more. Experiencing depression is part of the human experience but is
not who you are as a whole. Do not let this take over your entire identity.
There is so much good
ahead of you. This is the most important thing that I have to tell you. I
know you’ve heard the words that every young person hears, “These are the best
days of your life.” Well, I cry bullshit. I want you to know that when I was
struggling, not even wanting to live another day, my worst fears were that this
was true and my life- which was so painful that I was living moment to moment,
was only going to be downhill from here. In truth, my life has blossomed beyond
belief and I am truly happy. My life now does not in any way resemble those
dark days. There are so many good things ahead of you. SO MANY. It’s okay if you cannot see them now,
but please trust that they are there. Please trust that you are, indeed, in the
darkest days of your life but that there is light ahead.
Keep moving forward.
Some days that is all you can do, even when your depression wills you to crawl
into bed permanently. Keep putting one foot in front of the other. Trust that
there is a brighter future if you keep going, as impossible as that idea might
seem in this moment. I see you there, struggling
through each moment, and I want you to know that I have been there and there is
a way out. There are so many out there, just like me, that are so grateful to
have not been successful in their own suicide attempts and are pulling for you to
not choose to blot out your own light. We, the survivors, understand that you
are not living day to day, but moment by painful moment. We are holding space
for you to reach that moment that is easier, the moment that is not full of
pain. I know you will get there, if you simply keep moving forward. I am so
very glad that I did.
If you are in the
US, you can call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-TALK(8255).
