He stood there, on the edge of his abyss, and peered over the side careful to not get too close to the edge. Unrequited love, shattered promises, disappointment ….. They were all there, little bits of his life heaped one on the other. He stared at them for a while considering how they each came to be. He knew there was more than just this. He hoped for more. He believed there was something else bigger than this, just waiting for him….He turned his back and followed the light that was on the other side. He allowed it settle around him and bring comfort.
The days led to months, and they became years. The chasm grew. A mangled, ugly heap. Discarded dreams, little failures, unsurmountable grief. He dangled precariously over the edge. His time there was frequent now, consumed by the desolation before him, he struggled to move away from it. Weary of a fight that just wouldn’t back down, his hope waned. He searched earnestly, but the light was merely a flicker. So distant. His belief in it’s truth vanquished. He turned his back to it and relinquished all that he was and all that he was to become.
In memory of SJK – July 24, 1968- August 18, 2008
Over 300 million people in the world suffer from depression, and over 40,000 people in the United States commit suicide each year making it the 10th leading cause of death in our country. If you or someone you love suffers from depression, get the help you need. This world needs you. https://www.afsp.org/
Regular Girl Musings 
I honestly believe this may be the plague of our generation. Only instead of working for cures and solutions, we blame things and sweep the core problem under the proverbial rug. Thank you for writing this. I know where it came from. No dream broken is too big for God to help put it back together again. And if you really let Him do his stuff, He’s likely to make it more fabulous than you could have possibly dreamed. ❤❤❤
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Thank you for always reading what I write and for your thoughtful comments. Today’s message is a tough one and I suspect that even if read people won’t know what to say. I’m ok with that. I think this the plague of the next generation too. Suicide has somehow become sensationalized. For many people it’s just another item on the menu of options you have about your life. That said, depression is a real issue and needs to be faced not with shame but with dignity, bravery and hope.
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Hope. That is the key message. Somehow, somewhere along the way these people have lost hope. Thank you for championing this cause. I know how near and dear it is to your heart. I recently lost a lifelong friend. I wish I could go back in time and offer him the hope he didn’t have at our last meeting. 😦
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