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I have been there. I have been that person in such excruciating emotional pain I yearned for anything that might end it. Me too a hundred times over. When one is battling invisible demons, one is often incapable of seeing beauty in anything. It is a inky black pool of hopelessness. No shred of light can penatrate the soul. You are literally drowning in a sea of suffering. Pain does not discriminate. My heart weeps for those who insist suicide is an act of selfishness. It is anything but. The person who has succumbed to what they believed to be the only remaining option has often been the bravest of beings. They endured agony and suffering to a depth I pray others will never know. They have courageously battled unfathomable despair day in and day out. They are exhausted and desperate. They push until they can move no further. In no way am I glorifying or justifying suicide. At its core, it is a permanent solution to what may be a temporary problem. Rather, I step forward to say speak out. Help exist in many forms, however, we are often so paralyzed by pain we cannot see it. Let us mourn the tragic losses of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain. But let these tragedies provide a platform to seek out, reach out, and help others who may be struggling. I genuinely love who I am today. As human beings I hope we learn how to lift each other up. It works. I am living proof that there is a way out.
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