The Hunting Ground

Dear friend: 

This week has been like a rollercoaster. 

A friend who was absent the whole past week, I just saw her in school last Tuesday. I ask her why she was absent and she told me her niece was depressed and commit suicide so she had to flight to Colorado in a rush. 

I'm not gonna lie, that hit me very hard. Every time that I heard someone committing suicide it really affects me, thinking about how I could help that person if I have met them, like Robin Williams. 

Sometimes I ask myself how I possibly still be here. I have been gone through to much, for everything that you could imagine. A rape, a physical and psychological damage, a divorce, a treason, a deception, being alone, people making fun of me, other people not even notice me, an intention of suicide, and I have been judge for every person that I know and I'm still here. I'm glad to think that I have a purpose, that I'm going to do something great. Well, maybe I'm dreaming, but that is for sure what I am... a dreamer. 

That is what I like telling to people, that I have gone through much and I'm still here, that if I could do it, they can. I'm not different from them, I'm a regular human being trying to achieve life like everybody else. 

The girl who commit suicide was just 16 years old, her name was Sara. I wish I could have meet Sara and tell her that everything is going to be ok, that it was not the end of the world, but I guess everything happens for a reason. My friend was feeling sad and guilty, because as her aunt she thought she could have done something more, she cried in front of me and I tried to keep her calm. I told her it was not her fault, but I thing it was not enough. 

I do not what to say to people who is in those positions, I know what to tell to a depressive person, but for the people in the other side of the coin, I do not what to say. I think I have to learn how to talk to those people, try to make them understand the people with depression, that sometimes is not our choice, is not something that we can control, is not something that we decide, not we a path on the back can be heal, it needs more than that. Depression it is a silence and slowly deceased, is something  that no one notice and we do not ask for help either, we do not want attention and we do not want people to cheer us up every time, it is really hard to have depression, it is really dangerous and a real problem between the people. 

I would ask to everybody to look around and pay attention to the people, tell everybody around you that you love them or show it to them. Do not be shy, or do not thing just because they live with you or interact with you, they know already, sometimes is good to let everybody known. 

We could save a life by telling them how important they are, and how important they are to us. 

That could be our good action of the day!