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This is a random thing to say, but I hope that it gets across.

Hi.

At the moment, this blog (which I’m honestly not really attached to at all) has 9 followers. If you have any more than I do, please, if 1/9 of you could spread this in any way possible, that’d be very helpful.

My friends have a very morbid and cruel sense of humor. As some sort of sick joke, one of them decided to look up “ways to kill yourself”.

As I had expected and hoped, the first result was the phone number for a suicide-prevention hotline. The second was an article entitled “7 Easiest Painless Ways of Killing Yourself”. When she clicked on it, there was a note stating that there are so many reasons to live, and my friend could not access the link connecting to the article (though I’m not sure if anyone else can).

The third result was an article of ways to kill yourself. No note, just cold, hard facts.

This is the worst I think I’ve ever felt.

Imagine how easily someone could do it. If it were the second or third thing that popped up on their computer screen when they were sitting on their bed with a rope or a gun next to them. It would be over in five minutes. Maybe even less.

I cannot look at these girls the same way ever again, knowing that, after reading the instructions on how to tie the right knots in silly accents and pretending to be principals and students in a school assembly reading out statistics, not one person could say that maybe what they were doing was ridiculously, terrifyingly fucked up.

And to the dim-witted authors who write articles instructing how to kill one’s self,

In an age where a generation of children cannot remember a time without smart phones or computer screens, please, please, just really think about exactly who you’re affecting. Because it sure as hell matters.

Imagine coming into a room to see your loved one dead in a closet.

Imagine looking at their face, lifeless and empty.

Imagine walking around the room, looking for the weapon they used.

Imagine coming across instructions on a screen.

The last thing they did before killing themselves would have been seeing those instructions on how to do so.

If you happen to be suicidal and look up these said instructions, I BEG YOU. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU WILL AFFECT IN DOING SO, YOU SURE WILL AFFECT YOURSELF. EVEN THE TINIEST THING LIKE EATING A CANDY BAR OR LISTENING TO YOUR FAVORITE SONG OVER AND OVER AGAIN OR A MOVIE MARATHON COULD BE A REASON TO LIVE. I PROMISE.

Please. Even if you have absolutely nowhere to turn but there, there’s a tunnel closer than you think to a better path for you. Tell someone, and they will help. It just has to be the right person. Telling them is going to be the hardest thing you will ever have to do, but it won’t be as hard as looking down on the life you could have had from up above. Tell someone you love and trust, and maybe practice it to your wall beforehand to steady yourself. Someone in the world loves you. Maybe travel to a new place in the world or think about things you could take up or accomplish from within a day to within ten years. Or maybe just dream. You weren’t born to take up space. You were brought into the universe to live a life.

I’m not dim, I know this probably won’t get anywhere far, even though I really hope it can.

And, nine followers, do you want to know why?