5 months ago we lost a wonderful young man to suicide. This was the hardest news I have ever had to hear. I cried and cried and sobbed and screamed. My biggest question was "why?", and though I will never know the answer to that question, I know that he is in a better place now.
At Willis' funeral I made a promise to a girl named Danielle. Danielle is very special to me, she means the world to me. The promise I made her is that it would never be me. Meaning that she would never have to go to my funeral because I committed suicide, I promised her I would never do it. About a month ago I broke that promise and overdosed. I almost died. I ended up in the ICU in restraints with tubes down my throat. I have never been so scared in my entire life.
That was when I remembered the funeral and my promise to Danielle. If Willis taught me anything it is that I wont be next. I can't kill myself because it would hurt too many people. I remember seeing the looks on the faces of family and friends, the tears in their eyes. I couldn't do that to the people I love. Especially Danielle.
So the next person I am going to make that promise not only to Danielle, but to Willis as well. I will not kill myself. I will live, for them, because I love them that much.
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