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Winter 2015

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Magic pink rhododendron flowers on summer mountain

WARNING: This is a fictional story about suicide prevention. If you or a loved one is thinking about suicide, call Crisis Services Canada toll-free at 1-833-456-4566.

It was springtime… The birds were chirping at each other, the leaves were dancing to the tune of the wind, and everyone was happy while enjoying the early morning air that spring brought. But at that time, I was miserable and lonely. I was intoxicated with things that aren’t meant to be consumed carelessly, which made me think about ending everything that I have. I walked and walked until I found a great place where I can leave everything behind - the burden, pain, grief, sadness, and misery.

Ah yes. The typical place where people would say goodbye to their last breaths and tears. A bridge simply known as The Pied. I was alone. Miserable.

The morning spring whispers did not stop me from taking a step towards the end of my line. As I accept the reality of my tomorrow, I let the darkness and the cold water lull me to eternal sleep. I closed my eyes. Not regretting any single thing.

Suddenly, a hand gripped my wrist and pulled me above the water.

A guy. He interrupted the perfect demise that I have been thinking about for almost a month without considering the result. I was lost. Can you even blame me for not being strong by myself?

After he laid me to the dusty ground, he checked me as if he was a doctor. Then, he looked straight to my eyes and said, “Life is precious. Yes, it is difficult to fight alone for yourself but do not give in to the temptation of taking your own life. Fight for it because, at the end of the day, you will realize how lucky you are to be alive and breathing.”

I was ashamed. I avoided his gaze to hide my shameful face. Finally, after he stood up and was about to leave me behind he said,

“Every rising sun

Hope will always be attached

Wherever you go”.  

After 25 years, I haven't forgotten what he told me that day.  I, now, believe that everything happens for a reason. It's either to make you learn a lesson or to become a stronger person. That guy gave me something that I held on to  - he gave me a new perspective on life and it’s beauty.