By: Emily James
What is there to live for? For those who have contemplated suicide, the answer can be unexpected. My first encounter with suicide happened when I was just 15. I lost a friend, Jake, who I had shared countless hours with during a school play. He was the star, and while I wasn’t his leading lady, we connected backstage through conversations, games, and light-hearted banter. I never sensed that he was struggling. Our performances were set for Tuesday and Thursday; tragically, he took his life on Wednesday.
Despite reflecting on our time together, I couldn’t grasp how someone who appeared to have it all could reach such a desperate point. Jake was tall, athletic, and charming, with friends and admirers surrounding him. How could he feel so hopeless?
It wasn’t until I faced my own dark thoughts that I comprehended the multifaceted nature of suicidal ideation. It can exist even in those who seem to thrive. This reality hit me hard after the birth of my second child when I fell into severe postpartum depression. With two infants under two, I felt overwhelmed by their constant needs. Guilt consumed me, and exhaustion paired with hormonal changes left me teetering on the brink.
One fateful afternoon, while attempting to engage my toddler, chaos erupted. He became agitated because I wasn’t playing “correctly.” In a moment of frustration, I threw a block at him, striking him on the head. Horrified by my actions, I enveloped him in my arms, apologizing profusely while simultaneously condemning myself as a terrible mother. I felt unworthy of my children, convinced that they would be better off without me.
That night marked the beginning of my struggle with suicidal thoughts, which lingered for nearly a year. Despite the darkness, a small part of me held on. This shadowy presence, though hard to articulate at the time, now represents the duality of my willingness to die for my children and my desire to live for them, even amidst feelings of guilt and inadequacy.
Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they’d die for.” I discovered that, while others could care for my children, no one could love them like I do. My imperfections didn’t negate my devotion.
Over a decade has passed since then, and while I’m still not the perfect mother, my sons know they are loved. They often joke about my quirks, and I’ve witnessed their growth into young men. Surprisingly, many of their strengths stem from the challenges I faced as a parent. They’ve learned responsibility, cooking, and how to advocate for themselves, turning my shortcomings into valuable lessons.
My journey has revealed that my children are flourishing not just despite my flaws, but also partly because of them. I’m grateful to be here to see their progress. If you are struggling with suicidal thoughts, I urge you to reach out for help and support.
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In summary, suicidal thoughts can affect anyone, regardless of their outward circumstances. It’s crucial to acknowledge these feelings and seek support, as our struggles can lead to personal growth and resilience.