Shmoo-Chan
Avenorell
That made me cry.
I feel so lucky. Even if I have to lie to my family everyday about my religion and sexuality, I feel lucky.
It made me think of my two friends, Ryan and Jamie, who both killed themselves. Jamie because he was on emotional overload and couldn't take it anymore. Ryan because his boyfriend, Jamie, killed himself.
I feel so lucky. Even if I have to lie to my family everyday about my religion and sexuality, I feel lucky.
It made me think of my two friends, Ryan and Jamie, who both killed themselves. Jamie because he was on emotional overload and couldn't take it anymore. Ryan because his boyfriend, Jamie, killed himself.
*Nod* Reading that kind of thing or just thinking about it makes you feel really lucky.
I'm sorry what happened to your friends. Thats really upsetting. I've had suidical friends before but for some reason they turned to me sometime during their problems and I guess me just talking to them helped. I don't know why but they all pulled though in the end.
My friend's, friend is kind of having that problem right now, but not as bad. Apparently him and his boyfriend both thought that the other was cheating on them and they broke up. Now one is with someone else, and the other is being sudical over the matter. Well, at least those are the details I know. Really sad though when things get that bad people turn to that option.
I always thought that was the worst case sanaroy, when you start to think about it becoming an escape route. "You know, oh, if anything goes wrong, I can just kill myself and it will be over." Not only is that the worst mind set, but it does happen a lot.
redface Gomenasai, I went really deep there huh?
It truly is sad when self-harm becomes the only seemingly open option to solving a problem. It's one of the worst ways to solve anything.
On the original post: It made me want to cry, too. ; - ; Those types of things are so powerful and really hit you hard with realization about the dark side of the sexuality struggle. While I read it, it reminded me of this event my school's GSA held for Transgender Remembrance Day. We read excerpts from stories of transgenders around the world who were abused and discriminated against during lunch blocks. I had read it before the day we planned to hold the event and wanted to cry and even as I read them on the remembrance day, I wanted to cry. The stories are so unbelievably sad and they almost hurt to read because it really opens your eyes to how brutal humans can be to each other when we should love or at least tolerate each other.
