A little while ago, someone sent me a message about how he was having a difficult time in life, and it got to the point where he was seriously considering suicide. Then he saw my videos, and decided that life was worth living.
It was more detailed, but that was the basic gist.
Talk about humbling. Any self centered ideas of embarrassment about putting myself on display seemed so stupid at that moment. It reminds me of when I felt like dying. I didn't fit into this world, and didn't see a point in living in it. It didn't seem right to just end it, though. I figured if I'm prepared to die, than I have nothing to lose. ...and I do have nothing to lose. Yes, I felt that dying was a better fate than doing what I was told, but there is something so much better. The threats of conformity mean nothing to a person who is on the edge of life. ....prepared to die. I decided that I'd take a path that many said would be suicide, and that if I were to go out, I'd go out fighting. This is what I must remember when I feel pressure to conform. ....to not say or do certain things because someone might disapprove.
I will create my own rules. Cultural, peer, and family pressure won't rule me. I'm honor bound to do what I think is right. I'm bound to the me that almost died, and instead lived so that I may be here. Slowing down because I'm doing "pretty well" is unacceptable.
Thank you to everyone who reminds me of this, and thank you to the suicidal me for facing the storm. ...and I will do my best to be courageous to the end. Edit that. I WILL BE courageous to the end. There is no try.
Jaimie