Suicide...Never Happens In A Day!

Suicide never happens in a day; it’s an echo of years of subjugation & isolation to a point where no one listened, for they were just unable to understand your pain!

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When you write off a life based on your prejudices, insecurities, jealousies, narrow minded-ness, slowly but surely your poison kills the spirit to live. We all are talking about depression these days, about mental illness, but I’ve been on this other side of life, where others often walk by, not even seeing you exist, I wish to leave you with words that maybe shall pinch. Words are the first to kill the life within a soul. Words when accentuated with anger, undertones of hatred, of jealousy that sneaks its ugly face by bullying only gets uglier. Many times people say, but I didn’t physically hit you, yes you didn’t but you slapped me such that no one even heard the echo in that slap, do you know what that does to a spirit. Slowly by slowly you eschew it, bring it to a point of brink, where hopelessly numb it dies & then leads to the physical death, that one later mourns. Loss of health, work, money doesn’t always lead one to this brink, but loss of that spirit within does, because no one had the heart to heed. What I’ve shared with Coco in my most darkest hour is something no one shall ever know. But I had him then & have him now. And slowly by slowly he’s dissipated that cloud that I had carried for long & broke it into the softness Of petals with his love. I clearly remember on his 10th b’day my post was a tribute to him for saving my life, innumerable times, literally. People can be very cruel when your pain is not visible on your body. Do you know other than humans no species ever judge, let alone even God. You don’t ever die of pain & illness when you’re pushed to the point of suicide, but from lovelessness because in your most vulnerable hour, your life was written off as something insignificant by the very same people who may cry a day, if you’re no more & forget all about it. I’m here because of this love called Coco, who inspires me hrough this chronic pain of 19 years & has taught me how to love myself truly

With Coco & Atul through it all, through tears & holding each other

Truth will eventually find its way, if you gather the courage to speak, For it’s only in the embrace of Love, you can be yourself & let the pain weep!

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Copyright: Meghna/2020