Post by hoodieprincess on Jan 14, 2009 12:59:39 GMT -5
So, I have been avoiding coming here for a while really...I have kind of been in a weird place and haven't known what to say. I feel like I'm in a spot where all I can do is whine about my own life and don't have anything positive to contribute to others. Yet, today I am here because I feel like if I don't get some of this off my chest, I can't focus on anything else I have to do...
So, as had been recently posted, my grandmother tried to commit suicide not quite a month ago. It was gut wrenching. She was in a mental health facility until Christmas Eve and has since been staying with my parents until they can find something else for her. They are working on placing her in an assisted living facility. It's just a long process is all. So, I've been making regular stops to visit with my grandma and try and take some of the burden for caring for her off my parent's. I even went over to "grandma-sit" for them a couple weeks ago so that they could go out for their anniversary. It's just been hard. I am trying not to resent her right now. I know that sounds selfish but I am still angry with her really. And, after her own mother had committed suicide 12 years before and knowing my own grandmother never forgave her for that, I couldn't believe she'd try and make that choice.
I don't know how many of you remember this coming up for me...It hasn't been quite two years ago that an ex-boyfriend of mine committed suicide. He actually disappeared and I was very involved in an extensive state-wide search for him. We had 2 websites created in hopes of finding him. I was actually in the middle of working with a local radio station to get information out as well. The day that I had coordinated for the radio station to talk to J's family, well, that happened to be the day a farmer located J's truck and his body on his property by his lake. J had been missing almost two weeks to the day. So, from the day we found him, it was another week until his funeral. Really, I was devastated. I was lost and hurt for a very long time in a very surreal state of grief. Still, not a day goes by that I don't think of J. I wrote a poem that was shared with his family and then the day of his funeral, they asked me if they could post it on the main page of the web site they were continuing to run for J. It had changed from one trying to locate him to instead be one of his memory and also raising suicide awareness and prevention. I was honored. So, my poem is on the main page of his site still. Plus, I wear a copy of it every day in the sleeve for my work badge. Honestly, it's been almost 2 years and my heart still hurts...I even still cry sometimes.
Again, another reason my grandma's own attempt stings so much.
Well, here I go again...Monday I found out that a good friend through work ended his life Wednesday night. Word didn't spread through town overly fast so it took until Monday to reach me. I am counting my lucky stars that I was already home with a sick kid. I don't know how I would have been had I been at work. He was so young and vibrant and amazing. Honestly, I am still in a daze over it and not sure how to react. I kind of floated through the last couple days. I still see his name in all my files at work. I don't know how to do this again. I mean, this isn't hitting me like when my ex-boyfriend made his choice. But, it's hard and it's scary. I got approved by my boss to take some time off tomorrow so I can go to his funeral. Part of me debated not going. I know if I don't, I'll even more regret missing his call a couple weeks ago. I won't have the chance to say my goodbye or even let it hit me that he's really gone if I pass on attending. Still, part of me just isn't sure how I am going through this again.
My heart is crying and yet I can't let it out yet...
So, as had been recently posted, my grandmother tried to commit suicide not quite a month ago. It was gut wrenching. She was in a mental health facility until Christmas Eve and has since been staying with my parents until they can find something else for her. They are working on placing her in an assisted living facility. It's just a long process is all. So, I've been making regular stops to visit with my grandma and try and take some of the burden for caring for her off my parent's. I even went over to "grandma-sit" for them a couple weeks ago so that they could go out for their anniversary. It's just been hard. I am trying not to resent her right now. I know that sounds selfish but I am still angry with her really. And, after her own mother had committed suicide 12 years before and knowing my own grandmother never forgave her for that, I couldn't believe she'd try and make that choice.
I don't know how many of you remember this coming up for me...It hasn't been quite two years ago that an ex-boyfriend of mine committed suicide. He actually disappeared and I was very involved in an extensive state-wide search for him. We had 2 websites created in hopes of finding him. I was actually in the middle of working with a local radio station to get information out as well. The day that I had coordinated for the radio station to talk to J's family, well, that happened to be the day a farmer located J's truck and his body on his property by his lake. J had been missing almost two weeks to the day. So, from the day we found him, it was another week until his funeral. Really, I was devastated. I was lost and hurt for a very long time in a very surreal state of grief. Still, not a day goes by that I don't think of J. I wrote a poem that was shared with his family and then the day of his funeral, they asked me if they could post it on the main page of the web site they were continuing to run for J. It had changed from one trying to locate him to instead be one of his memory and also raising suicide awareness and prevention. I was honored. So, my poem is on the main page of his site still. Plus, I wear a copy of it every day in the sleeve for my work badge. Honestly, it's been almost 2 years and my heart still hurts...I even still cry sometimes.
Again, another reason my grandma's own attempt stings so much.
Well, here I go again...Monday I found out that a good friend through work ended his life Wednesday night. Word didn't spread through town overly fast so it took until Monday to reach me. I am counting my lucky stars that I was already home with a sick kid. I don't know how I would have been had I been at work. He was so young and vibrant and amazing. Honestly, I am still in a daze over it and not sure how to react. I kind of floated through the last couple days. I still see his name in all my files at work. I don't know how to do this again. I mean, this isn't hitting me like when my ex-boyfriend made his choice. But, it's hard and it's scary. I got approved by my boss to take some time off tomorrow so I can go to his funeral. Part of me debated not going. I know if I don't, I'll even more regret missing his call a couple weeks ago. I won't have the chance to say my goodbye or even let it hit me that he's really gone if I pass on attending. Still, part of me just isn't sure how I am going through this again.
My heart is crying and yet I can't let it out yet...