Dear dad,
It’s been 18 years since I last saw you.
It was the hardest good bye, I still remember how much I wanted to all be a really bad dream. I was so looking forward to celebrate your birthday, instead you made the choice to end your life. You know I would have been there for you if you had said something. In fact every person that knew you would have been there right away. You had so many friends and you had your family. How could you, a person so lovely and kind to everyone one, choose to hurt yourself so badly?
I know I will never have these questions answered so for your birthday this year, I want to let everyone know that self care matters, our mental health matters. We need to look after ourselves, we need to ask for help, we need to accept help. There’s no shame in feeling down, depressed, unloved, sad. Let’s talk about these feelings! Reach out for help!
Your life matters to more people than you know it.
