If there is one thing that absolutely kills me inside, it's something thinking they aren't good enough. You are good enough. You might not realise it, but you are good enough. Who's to say you aren't?
Because you're good enough, I'm good enough, she's good enough, he's good enough, they're good enough, and together, we're all good enough.
It just kills me inside to see someone else depressed or suffering alone. There is always someone out there, whether they're a real life person, or someone from the internet, who is willing to listen to you, and to help you. No one has to carry the burden alone.
Recently, our school Chaplin (a religious person) gave a talk about 4 candles; Faith, Peace, Love, and Hope. The flame of faith blew out, and soon went the next two. Only the flame of Hope remained. A little kid was sad that the other candles had blew out, but with the help of Hope, he was able to restore the light of Faith, Peace, and Love.
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, if you just have a little hope, even just a tiny slither of hope, you can bring back light to your life.
They say carbon monoxide is the silent killer, but I disagree. Depression is. People hurt and kill themself because they're depressed. They don't realise that somewhere out there, someone cares. Someone truly cares.
And if someone says 'Somewhere out there, there is someone worse off than you', that really annoys me. That's like telling someone they're being greedy and selfish. You don't understand what anyone goes through in their life, in their mind. We all understand so very little in life, and instead of listening, we tell people they are wrong.
And if someone just mentions cutting, you should drop everything and do everything in your power to stop them. My mother always says 'There is more than one way to skin a cat.' By that, I mean that there are other ways to vent your feelings that cutting.
Personally, I like to write when I'm upset, because it puts me in control, and distracts me from real life, and all of it's flaws. Find something you enjoy, for example; reading, writing, dancing, singing, poetry, gardening, a sport, and use that to release your pain and suffering.
Just do not cut. It is dangerously addictive. You might think you're in control, but you aren't. If you hit a main artery, you aren't in control of the blood you'll lose, or if you'll live to tell the tale. And as much as you might like to think you're releasing the pain, you aren't. It will haunt you for years, your whole life maybe. The scars aren't just there physically, they're there emoitionally and mentally too, and no amount of makeup or words can cover the scars.
But mostly importantly, find someone to talk to.
When I was little, we had a soft, comfortable, cushiony area sectioned off to be used fo 'circle time', were we could go and sit in a group and talk about absolutey anything.
There was a poster on the wall which read 'A problem shared is a problem halved'. I never understood what it meant when I was little. Sharing a problem itself is a hard task, so I never understood the point in trying. But now, I see how wrong I was. Everyone, at some point in their life, will need someone, whether it is to share a problem or to share a hug.
Nobody can go it alone forever. You don't have to, so why try?
It just tears me apart to see people sad, weak and broken, mentally, emotionally or physically. It kills me inside, it really does. I can't stand to see people hurting, and when I do see it, I would give anything to put myself in their place and let them walk free. If someone is being bullied, I will not stand around and watch, or walk on and pretend I never saw it; I will barge right into the middle of things and help those being bullied, because no matter who needs help, I will be there for them.
When we stand alone; our voice will go unheard, but if we all stand together; we will be the only thing to hear.
We're all a broken shard of glass, but when we all come together, we become one giant window, through which we can see a better society.
If you want someone to talk to, message me on here.
Or you can catch me on tumblr, anon or not (if you want, I can answer privately for only you to see) at http://awakeandwideeyed.tumblr.com
Or twitter, where I usually will reply instantly, unless I'm at school or sleeping, at https://twitter.com/#!/caseysjustcasey. You can tweet me or direct message me.
