1: Learn the warning signs for suicide
2: Join the Movement
3: Spread the word
4: Support a Friend
5: Reach Out
So many things race race in and out of my thoughts. As I sit here trying hard to fall back asleep..I decide to give up and turn on my computer. Awake again at the wee hours of the night. As I turn on my computer, log into bookface (f.acebook)..my family on the west coast has several different messages about what this day is and the painful reminders it brings.
I see the link to a news article and read it. Again. Proud and heartbroken all at once. As my cousins pick up the pieces on the anniversary of their father taking his life....it is is gentle reminder to me to keep on getting up. Over and over. As hard as it is. Regardless of the war that rages on in my head. I have no choice. But...to continue to Get Back Up every damn day!
I will not leave that legacy for my children. As hard as it is to fight the battle on some days. As hard as it is to keep on moving. I will not do it.
And so for today....and tomorrow...and next week....I will get back up every damn day. Regardless of how hard it might be. And for the days that I can't get up....accepting that it's okay to stay in bed.
I came home w/new medication samples and a prescription for antidepressant yesterday after a visit w/my pdoc. She was a bit different in her approach with me. As I left and contemplated the things she said it stung. She wasn't being harsh. Genuine and loving....and adamant that I'm not living my best life. And that is her ultimate goal. Yet, she is unsure which direction to go. So once again, I try a new medication. Over the last 2 ys antidepressants and I've not been friends and they've increased the S.I a ton. Leary of giving it a try is an understatement. I have nothing to loose by trying it. I have everything to loose by not.