Someone made a post on a suicide grief forum I belong to and she talked of how she heard so many people say, “what a waste” in regards to her child’s suicide and how it made her feel bad because her child’s life was not a waste.
I agree with her thinking pertaining to her child’s life NOT being a waste.
How I feel though is this. I myself have often talked about what a waste it was in regards to my daughter’s suicide. But I am NOT talking about her life. Her life was filled with great things; she was wonderful, intelligent, gifted and caring and had a very bright future. But what I feel IS a waste is that she will no longer be here to continue that wonderful life. THAT is what I feel is a waste. Of course, her depression made her life NOT the wonderful life we always thought it was and I would not have her suffer for anything. But I would have loved to have tried to help her. Unfortunately, I did not get that chance. She made her choice, only it was the choice of a very depressed person, the wrong choice in a life filled with so many wonderful and right choices.
No, her life was not a waste at all. She made me so happy as she did all the lives she touched. But again I show you where her body lays, then the video that shows what was and what could have been, and finally, a video of hope, of which if I didn’t cling to, I could not live myself.