As many of you have probably gathered from the title, this post isn’t going to be particularly light-hearted. Which I know is a bit of a bold move considering this is my first post, but I hope that it can draw in attention. This is a topic that needs to be addressed.
Suicide is tabooed. It’s one of those things that people just don’t talk about. Yet, suicide is the #10 cause of death in the United States. I actually find myself cringing typing this because I can’t believe that, even after losing so many valuable people to suicide, NOBODY TALKS ABOUT IT.
So that’s why I figured, why not start something? Why not…shout about it?
To start things off, I want to establish something. I do not believe that suicide is entirely a choice. Depression attaches itself to people and eats away at their lives. Suicide does not necessarily mean that the person wanted to die, but it means that they could no longer live the way they were, with depression or anxiety or sadness or oppression ripping them to pieces day after day. And so, the next person that says “it’s their fault, they decided to kill themselves” will get virtually slapped by me because you sir/ma’am, are completely incorrect.
I do not think that the matter of suicide can be fixed. Mental illness is inevitable. And many people understand this too: since mental illnesses are often hard to diagnose or let alone see in people, the ultimate decision that humanity has come to, from my experience, is to…ignore it. Now, how is that going to help anything? We need to talk about it.
I can say this from personal experience: when a person is having suicidal thoughts, yet feels as though they can’t talk to anybody about it without being threatened to be shipped off to a mental hospital, it gets pretty damn scary. Although suicide should NEVER be taken lightly, it should not be such a scary topic that we avoid it at all costs. The first step is to take down the stereotype of mental illness and make not just the counselors office but instead all of your surroundings a safe place to talk about suicide. If you’re having suicidal thoughts, tell someone. And if somebody tells you they’re having suicidal thoughts, don’t freak out on them, just listen. Let them know it’s okay.
I want to start a movement. A movement that sweeps the nation, which is probably going to be hard, considering I’m a quiet girl from Seattle spending time on her blog instead of doing her schoolwork (college life…). Shout about Suicide. It has a nice ring to it. People need to spread the word, people need to make it okay to have conversations about suicide because way too many lives have been lost due to people becoming so afraid and so isolated by what they are feeling. Talk about it, shout about it, hell, you can even whisper about it. I just need to make the world so that one day I can live in a place where the topic of suicide doesn’t make the entire room fall silent and bite their nails.