It’s been awhile since I last blogged, probably 3-4 months. Does anyone still read my blog? Please just leave a comment so I know someone actually does care about my existence?
I’m feeling melo because it’s been an exhausting April and my mind has been working over time. Another reason is due to the loss of 2 young lives in April. 2 lives, 2 very different individuals and 2 vastly different deaths.
Both of whom I didn’t know personally but who were related to close friends. I get very affected when such things happen because I feel sad for my friends and it makes me really reflect.
One was a young man, full of promise and who lived his life to the fullest. A young man who was deeply loved by his friends and family. A life that was so cruelly taken away by the recklessness of an extremely selfish person.
Another was a beautiful and passionate young lady. Someone who was so loved by her friends and family. A girl who was extremely gifted and expressive. Her life was short lived because she loved so deeply but received none in return.
It’s so hard to accept that God allows such things to happen. The pieces that those left behind have to pick up, are so heavy.. The grief they go through because their loved one has gone.. It’s so heartwrenching to see the parents cry for that lost child, to see their siblings mourn and their friends who can’t believe it happened.
Both left me reeling. For different reasons. One, the unjust way he left. The other, so hard to accept that such a beautiful individual couldn’t cope with the rejection of love.
I’m angered by the senseless comments some people have left on her FB memorial. Don’t put the blame on her family n friends for not having seen the signs. Don’t burden them by making them carry that guilt all their lives. Don’t even try to name call and say she was silly to have ended her life. You are not her. So don’t judge.
I’ve always believed that for someone to be able to end his/her life, he/she has reached a point where logic is irrelevant, emotions are running high and extreme despair is all they feel. I know how that feels. I know how it feels to reach that point where my life ceases to have anymore meaning. I know how it feels to want to end the pain I’m feeling. And I also know how liberating it will feel like to be able to be free of that pain.
So please.. Don’t sit there and pretend to be in control of your life and judge others. Stop parading the fact that you were able to walk away from that despair and become a better person. Stop using that as your platform to show how strong you are.
No one has the right to take their own life. Similarly, no one has to right to judge others. Leave that to God.
To Mel, I don’t know you. But I know Stace.. I know she’s mourning your loss. And I know your family and friends love you so much. I don’t know what drove you over the limit.. But I hope you have found your relief.. I hope you left knowing how well loved you were.
To say I wish I had the chance to know you, would probably sound a little too cliche. But I admire your passion and creativity. And I admire the courage you had.
Rest in peace, Mel…
i do!!! i read yr blog…