Suicide is a huge problem on the reservation, and as long as I can remember it always has been. I could have lost some of my closest friends and relatives due to suicide. I always wanted to know why they tried it, but then again I didnt want to know. Just thinking about it makes all those feelings of saddness, anger, confusion and the pain I felt all come back to me.
I remember when i was in middle school, it was a tuesday afternoon. When I got out of school my parents were waiting for me in the parking lot. I could tell something was wrong. My mom said that she had something to tell me, she said that my cousin hung himself that day. I was in shock and I was in denial. I didn't want to believe that my cousin had done that to himself. Everytime I think of him, all I remeber is how happy of a person he was, how he could be having the worst day but still manage to make you smile. And thats how I always going to remember him.
Everyone has their own opinion about suicide. but it can affect everyone's life the same way.
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