September 6-12 is National Suicide Prevention Week. I lost my brother to suicide three years ago, and I live with chronic depression and anxiety myself. So this week is important to me to say the least.
Talking about mental illness and suicide is also very important to me. I share my experiences because I want to help people. Because I want people who are struggling to know that they are not alone. Because I want people to come to a deeper understanding of mental illness.
Those people also include my children. I wrote an essay for Scary Mommy addressing why and how I talk to my kids about depression and suicide. Please read and/or share if you are so inclined.
#StopSuicide
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As a nurse this was a beautiful and well written post. So very true. Thank you. There is no shame in taking meds for things like that (I love my celexa, I am a much nicer person) and I am glad the stigma is getting less so people are morelikely to talk about it and get help when/if needed.
Thank you, John. I appreciate you reading and commenting. I am glad the stigma is getting less so–and hopefully we can all keep talking about it until it’s completely gone.
I am on my way there…thanks for writing this, sister. xo
Thank YOU for reading. xoxo
This is a topic so near and dear to my own sad heart that I haven’t yet been able to put down in public words what it means to me. I’m so proud of you for being able to do what so many of us can’t.
((HUGS))