A child killed herself today at Thing One’s high school.
The rumor mill is saying lots of things. I won’t repeat any because I don’t know what’s true. I have no idea if she was bullied, depressed, LGBTQ, marginalized, had received some bad news....anything. It really doesn’t matter.
What matters is that my son came home from school today, and somebody else’s child didn’t. I can hug Thing One (and you’d better believe I did, over and over and over) and those parents can’t. I can have the conversation with him yet again: nothing is worth killing yourself over. NOTHING. Tell an adult if you hear anything. I love you to the moon and back, as does your father. The three of us can get through anything together.
They can’t.
I am sick to my stomach. There but for the grace of God.
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How horrible.
ReplyDelete15. Dear god. I can’t even process it and my son is devastated even though he didn’t know her.
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