Dear Blog,
I am Nigerian, your sister, your kindred in depression.
I too have been there, and I was also suicidal.
Yes, I am a pediatrician, a veteran, a wife, a mom, a sister, friend, daughter, lover of life-life of the party.
But when I was down, none of these titles came to save me.
I felt my whole entire world crashing on me, and I wanted out.
I have three children, but they did not count
I have parents, and siblings, but they did not count,
I had a great enviable Lt. Col job in the USAF, it did not count,
I have a nice house, fancy cars, cool clothes, badass shoes, they didn’t count
Nothing I owned, counted,
I simply wanted out.
I am at a better place now, because someone heard my cry
She heard my voice, she listened,
She acted,
I survived.
And now am here…
Fighting.
Daily, speaking out, making eye contact, hugging one person at a time.
It will be done.
There will be no more suicides, no more hurt, no more pain.
BB
PS: My website dedicated to fighting teen depression and teen suicide, teenalive.com is LIVE, click the link to check it out!
Very moving words, thank you for sharing xx
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And thank you my kindred spirit for your presence…
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Thank God for you. And thank God for HER being there and being present to notice and hear you!
…You know I’m dying to hear who “HER” is and what she did or said that helped you right?
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Dr. O!
Thanks for your comment… Of course al fill you in, soon after you pick up your phone, sister… my website is almost ready to go!
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