Let talk for a moment about suicide.
The first time I really wanted to end my life was in 2017. My heart was broken, my body was locked in a chronic pain spasm, my GP had just put me back on the pill and I was a little hungover.
The next was the morning after my 30th Birthday.
There’s been quite a few since, on my journey to balancing out all aspects of toxicity from my body, my mind and my environment.
I’ve thought it was weird that I wasn’t until my 29th year of life that I would start having this desire for an end.
Like the true introspective I have become 🤣 I started researching it. I knew that in those moments of utter despair I wouldn’t be able to. I knew myself so well at this point - that in these moments I was NOT myself.
But honestly I think if guns were a thing in this part of the world these moments could have had a very different outcome - sorry that’s dark but it’s reality, deal with it.
In the time since, multiple old friends of mine have taken their life. Each time, part of me thought “fair enough mate”. The other part of me has committed to finding ways to remedy all the contributing factors so I don’t have to hear about any more lost. I have come to a few conclusions;
Alcohol, drugs and most media is fvcked and it’s poisoning not only our bodies but our minds and our society.
Our bodies are being broken by so many things, our mental health is linked to our gut health so we must encourage repair of our bodies or we face a scary AF future.
Connection is the cure for everything!!! If you’re not ok, connect. If you ARE ok, connect! If you have space, please hold space!
There’s work to do, on detaching toxic patterns, beliefs that you’re broken or that all people/relationships are the same. That you aren’t worthy of the things that you want. That you’re a victim! Change the story and DO SOMETHING!
If I give too much attention to all the things I’ve experienced and lately, parts of the world I see, I can still feel that feeling, wondering if everything I do is making any ounce of difference.
When will we ALL choose to get a little uncomfortable to make our lives (and therefore our world) so much better?