![]() ![]() Suicidal feelings and thoughts tend to decrease over time. You may be assuming that your current feelings and situation will never change for the better.Free Repetitive Thoughts & Overthinking Test Start Test Health and wellness touch everyone’s life, and it’s important we acknowledge that.Find out your risk today. This article is part of Healthline’s efforts to include unique perspectives. ![]() This article was originally published on Brown Girl Magazine. They have trained staff available to speak to you 24 hours a day, seven days a week. If you aren’t near a hospital, call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 80. Seek medical help immediately if you’re considering acting on suicidal thoughts. It’s about time we talk about suicide like we talk about infectious diseases, and how we can actually fix it.Īnd, it’s about me missing you. It’s about putting a stop to the stigma, the shame, and the ostracizing of our own loved ones who are suffering. It’s about knowing that we have a serious problem when nearly a million people take their own lives every year, and we turn our heads and look the other way. It’s about me feeling guilty that I’m complicit in your death. It’s about me feeling guilty that I didn’t know you were suffering. It’s about me no longer having you in my life. Do they receive the help they need, or do they eventually succumb to the societal stigma, feeling ashamed, weak, and more alone than ever?īut this is not about statistics. Let’s not forget the many more people out there who think about killing themselves or attempt to do so and survive. With the shame, the stigma, and the general predilection to cover up suicides, is there any surprise why? And just a few years ago, India had the highest estimated suicide rates of any other country. It’s heartbreaking that around 800,000 people die by suicide every year. I wish I could have listened.Īnd, in my lowest days, I wish I had gone with you. I wish I could have helped you change your mind. I know it couldn’t have been an easy decision, especially when I know that when depression didn’t overwhelm you, you loved your life, your family, good food, amusement parks, and all the things you left behind. I just wish every day that you never felt that you had to take your own life to escape. ![]() The entire world is suffering from the thing no one wants to address, but affects so many. Suicide doesn’t only affect one country, one religion, or one gender. We can never grieve or talk about our guilt.īut it’s not just us. We protect family members who have to live with the stigma of suicide in public, while speaking of the dead with a mixture of shame and grief in private. We make sure suicidal deaths are not listed as suicide on legal paperwork. So, naturally, we don’t talk about suicide. And yes, life still limps along. That last time we spoke, we talked about the people we lost.īut, you see, we’re Indians. And, your death weighs on all those who love you. Death is tough on the living most of all. We’d both seen the aftermath of other people’s suicides. I saw your family and loved ones crumble when you took your own life. I wish I could have been the cushion on which you could have rested your problems. You were my rock as the life I had planned for myself fell apart. You assured me you’d always be there when I needed you. You listened to me as I cried for months after my breakup. You were there for me when my family needed help. I made you laugh, didn’t I? I miss your laughter so much. I still don’t understand why, but I know that marriage and children are often prescribed as being the cure for a lot of problems in this society: rape, mental illness, homosexuality, depression, among so many others. Marriage, as we both know in this instance, is nothing but a euphemism for sex. Instead, I’m sure you heard the usual suggestions of marriage as the panacea for depression. And I wish, most of all, that you had gotten the help you needed. And heaven forbid anybody finds out that the rock is crumbling on the inside.īut, I wish you had told me - told somebody about how you were suffering, about how you felt overwhelmed and trapped. They’re not people like “us,” from “good families” - with money and jobs.Īnd, you might even say, it’s worse living with a mental illness like depression if you’re a man. After all, “ paagal people,” as we are told, are homeless and unkempt, and wear raggedy clothing, while living on the streets. And of course, it isn’t done to be paagal. ![]()
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