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SUICIDE

4/8/2017

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Statistically, April has been the month associated with the highest number of suicides. Why? If you're looking for THE ONE reason, forget it. No one knows for sure. One hypothesis is that April corresponds to spring, a time when all begins to bud, emerge from winter, warms up, starts anew. If we are feeling like we have little to look forward to, starting anew may remind us more of what we don't have than what we do have. Looking ahead may seem more gloom and doom than promising gift or meaningful or achievable goal. If we've experienced previous hurt or trauma in our life, even more may life appear to us to be without value.
All of us have tough times, some more than others. I wonder if April may have another meaning, one that we tend to ignore or take for granted. Maybe a very special meaning for April is seen only by those near or in despair, although tainted by negativity, with the point being lost. Perhaps this month of APRIL is meant to be a reminder to us all of the value of life and living. Perhaps April is a special time to awaken us to our self, an opportunity to spring clean, see what is within and about us, what needs to change, what may be strengthened or added in or for our life. Maybe April is the month to courageously and lovingly look to our self FOR LIFE and living. Maybe our reflecting on being imperfect as normal may help us become humbled enough to ask for help or help others. As many who have attempted suicide and gained in life after not completing the act have told me, if we remain hopeful and believe, if we will and make the effort, if we seek the help we need, good things come to us. After all, that old familiar expression can't be all wrong. April showers bring May flowers.
Dr. Bob
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Wanda Springer
4/10/2017 02:41:27 am

SI
By Wanda Springer

It is a grey and fragile place -
this thought of suicide...
Despite the ancient instinct to survive
pesky frontal lobe analysis,
though skewed,
begins to make all kinds of sense.
Ending life becomes a distinct possibility,
Though thought after thought rebels...
(at first)
grey becomes black or white,
the in-between dissipates like early morning fog.
Irrational seems rational
because the pain is so great.
Hope diminishes over time...
survival from pain begins to make sense,
death becomes an option of survival
in this ironic tangled state of mind.
Tsunami-like it takes over
floods the mind,
swirls the heart,
turns life upside down...
It is a battle within,
perhaps the last effort to have control,
to silence the pain,
to end the uncertainty.
Yet... it is this uncertainty that can keep the knife,
the rope, the gun, the pills at bay.
What if there is life after life?
What if things can get better?
What if?
Grey is ok if it keeps you in the day.

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