I Lost My Dear Friend To Suicide

by AJ Mihrzad on

She took her life abruptly.

Not a single day goes by when I don’t think of her or ask myself if I could have done something to prevent her death.

Never in a million years did I think she would end her life so young.

Depression is such a cruel punishment.

There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people running in concern.

It is a slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer.

And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience.

I know how it is to feel like there are no options.

For as happy as I appear.

Some mornings, I wake up and feel sad for no reason.

In these moments of despair,

I immediately call a friend and express what is in my heart.

Soon after, I feel better and go about my day.

I’ve learned to always reach out for help whenever I am down.

Sure, I can wait for the storm to pass on my own.

But calling a friend always brings the sunshine back much faster.

I was compelled to write this because right now someone you know

may be going through a tough time.

Perhaps the pain is so severe that they prefer to deal with it by themselves.

I believe that we should never worry alone.

We are here for each other and a cry for help will never be ignored.

If you are reading this and you’re going through a difficult time,

keep going.

It will better.

Just like Lennon said,

“Everything will be okay in the end.

If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”

So reach out for help if you feel like you’re out of options…

All I ask of you is to share this post.

Not for selfish reasons.

For the purpose of saving someone’s life.

Someone may read these words and decide

that today is the day to ask for help.

We are All in this together. ❤️


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