Today, I'm not going to tell you 'suicide is cowardly', 'suicide is an easy escape', 'suicide is for the weak', etc. etc. etc.
What I'm going to tell you today is that you're not weak for wanting to end the pain you suffer everyday; you've been strong for too long. I'm going to tell you that you're not choosing the easy way out; sitting on the edge of your terrace, yet again, wondering whether that one jump would free your soul of the heaviness; to think about ending your own life with you own bare hands, is one of the hardest decisions of one's life. I'm going to tell you that you're not cowardly, you're one who is so tired of fighting your demons everytime and yet being made to feel as if you're the one nurturing the devil inside you; those who make you feel as if it's all your fault, they are. However, what I'm also going to tell you is that, the pain you've been feeling right now, might seem the most unbearable form of heartache you've ever experienced, you might feel that the you're too weak for this world to survive, you might feel that you're the one at fault for feeling the way you do, but I want to remind you again and I cannot emphasise enough of the saying, 'this too shall pass'.
You are stronger than that anxiety crippling your body, the guilt eating you up with shame, the depression making you feel absolutely futile and hopeless; you've fought millions of cells even to eventually be that one taking birth and you've lived through each day you felt you couldn't and felt as if it was your last day on this planet, you're stronger than this, flowerchild. It might seem like the end, but I want to remind you to fight the hopelessness off for another minute, another hour, another day, another month, another year, and till the time the stars gleam in awe of your brave spirit. I want to remind you about the joy of those little things like catching up on another episode of your favourite television series, of incense sticks filling your lungs with citrus fragrance, of getting a hot-water shower and putting some on fresh sheets on your bed and wearing your favourite sweatshirt and pyjamas, the pleasure of catching up with a friend or even having a small talk or a giving a tight squishy hug to your loved one. I know those feelings seem far-fetched at the moment, but you felt it then so you sure CAN feel it again. Your story isn't over, my friend. Let the page flip.
And those who have fought this near-death instinct and paved their way through an almost-rebirth, you know that you've witness pain in it's gravest form, now, not even a hurricane of misery can break you.
And also, for those, who instinctively feel that something is bothering their loved ones, please remember the power of an assuring or consoling chat, letting them know that they're not alone in this battle of fighting their own self, and making them feel at home with themselves. You never know, your one word of motivation or affection, your one hug, one phone call or one visit can save someone's life. On this World Suicide Prevention day, let us refrain from stigmatizing suicide, and denying it's existence. Instead, let us be more open, less judgemental, so that we are more approachable when people close to us happen to feel like their life has no meaning. Let us be more sensitive, because this person could be anyone - a friend, a relative, or even YOU. And let us not forget that we have the power of being someone's saviour when their ship is on the verge of sinking.