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This week one of my students tried
to commit suicide. Luckily she did not succeed in her
attempt, but I can't even begin to tell you the emotions
that have gone through me since the event happened.
This particular individual has struggled with various
problems, yet on the outside most people would never
realize just how much pain she was in due to her happy
go lucky exterior that she shows the rest of the world,
while on the inside she was fighting a raging battle.
I have been that girl. I reached a
point during my sophmore year of high school where living
seemed like more pain than was bearable. That point
of my life found me in an empty dressing room of the
little theater with a knife. Luckily I found a glimpse
of hope and only ended up cutting my finger. A small
reminder of those painful moments is left in the form
of a scar but luckily for me that is the only physical
damage.
This week I was reminded of that girl
and I cried for her as I cried for my student. I cried
for the pain that both went through and wished that
I could take the pain from the girl who today felt that
she had no other way out.
Do we truly know what is going on with
our loved ones and those we come across in our lives?
Do we see the pain that is raging inside of them? Do
we realize just how much our actions effect other people
and how short life is. I am learning more and more that
each day needs to be lived to the fullest and we need
to use every opportunity to let those we love know just
how much we care and how grateful we are for the part
they play in our lives. Because we may never know when
tomorrow might be too late.
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