So I've been thinking about this for awhile, since I've gotten messages saying that I've helped people get through tough times, and that they've stopped them from picking up a blade. I want to tell you guys that I didn't do that. You guys did.
You were strong enough to walk through the pain, with, hopefully, a smile on your face and without a knife, bottle of pills, or rope in your hand. You were once falling through the darkness, and you reached out and grabbed the light that seemed so far away. You clung to it, you pulled yourself up, into the light where your friends, family, and life have been waiting. You walked on the battlefield, and walked right back off of it alive.
You didn't fall among the so many corpses that belonged to the people who walked into the same battle and lost, you didn't remain there for the rest of your life. No, you walked right out, you kept going, you blocked them out.
This is for the people who are still fighting.
When you're in darkness, that's all you'll see or hear. All the unwanted memories, the mean words. You want to get away from them, you have to grab the light. You can't expect for a hand to grab yours and pull you out, not unless that hand is your own. Your friends or family may not be there when you pick up the bottle of pills, drink the poison, cut into your skin, or put the rope around your neck.
You yourself have to stop, think about the people who would miss you, would morn and never be able to recover from your death. If it's not your family, it's your friends. If it's not your friends, it's your family. If it's neither, it's god. Some of you all may not believe in god, and if so, imagine Him as someone else. Someone is there, always beside you, spiritly or physically, begging for you to not do it, to keep going. But, are you going to listen? Stop, and think.
You can live through this, you can go on, marry, have kids, get a great job. If your kids go through the same thing, tell them you've been through it, tell them what you went through, tell them what you did to survive. Be there for them, keep a good relationship with them, stop it before it goes on even longer. Don't let them go through the same suffering, the same pain you felt as you floated in the darkness.
Be there with them as they fight the darkness, be their mentor, teach them the moves, teach them to never fall down, to never drop their weapon. Their weapon is their faith, their faith in themselves and faith that it WILL end, and that when it does, they'll be alive and breathing.
We all make mistakes in our lives, some more then others, but you pick yourself up, learn from your mistakes. Don't do them again, look to the future.
Every day is like a present, and you open it when you wake up. And as you go on through your day, another is bought and wrapped, and as you lay down to sleep, it is sitting there, waiting for you to open it the next day when you wake.
Will you be there to open that present?