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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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