This was my dad’s favorite coffee mug. I gave it to him when I was just a little girl– I liked rainbow colored things even then, haha! 🌈 I keep it in my medicine cabinet now, with some of my makeup in it. Because I’m a weirdo and I don’t drink coffee, so I had to find something else to do with it. 😛
Thirteen years ago today I lost my dad to suicide. I know I don’t talk about it a lot, but today I just wanted to speak up and say one thing. If any one of my friends or family is feeling like you need to end your life for any reason, please don’t do it. If you want someone to talk to, I’m here. And I truly mean that– I will stand by you and talk you down if you need me.
We’re all here, and we’re here for a reason. We’re here to serve God. My dad is the one who led me to him, and that changed my entire life for the better. And believe me, if he can help me, he can help anyone!
I still love my dad. I still miss him. I’m not angry about him taking his own life. I’m more sad for him than anything else, sad that his pain was so bad in life that it reached the point that it did.
No one deserves to live their life in so much pain that they consider ending it. I know that my dad is with God now, and he’s finally free from all of the darkness in him. But I wish that it had never come to that. I wish he could have gotten the help he needed before that.
Life is sacred. God is good. Let people help you. Let God love you.