The straight-A student. The social queen. The perfect daughter. The one with the ever-present dazzling smile that tricks even her closest friend into believing that she has no worries. Hakuna Matata!
But her pillows know the truth. Her pillows know that she tries so hard to cry each night, but the tears just won’t fall. That her insomnia is not because of terrors of the night, but because of the demons that will haunt her come morning.
And her palms know the truth. Her palms bear the little crescent marks made with her cute manicured nails. Her palms know that she clenches her fists so hard to let out the never-ending anger and frustration. And that the pills she secretly bought never seem to do any good other than give her an eye-splitting headache.
Her bathroom mirror knows the truth. It knows that she comes in every time she feels lonely, every time she succumbs to the call of the void. It knows that she looks into it every time and sees not the popular and pretty girl, but the one suffering from depression. from anxiety. from voices that tell her to just end it. the dark thoughts that try to lure her into the vast abyss of nothingness.
She looks at the girl trapped in the mirror, while her hand reaches for the blade in the cupboard. The girl in the mirror pleads with her not to do it. Says that there are good things in life to live for. But she pays no heed to her cries, as she places the sharp edge on her wrist. After all, her hard eyes know no tears. And her scarred skin feels no pain.
But in the last minute, she snaps out of it. She looks into the mirror, where a beautiful masked stranger sneers at her, “You couldn’t do it this time either, could you?” With a disgusted sigh, she places the blade back in the cupboard and turns to leave the bathroom.
‘Well, until next time’, she smiles to herself…
Around one million people die from suicide each year, according to the World Health Organization (WHO). Which is, one death every 40 seconds. Suicide is the second leading cause of death among 15 to 30-year-old people. Suicide is seen as a horrible taboo in most countries, which is not the right way to deal with it. People with suicidal tendencies need help and support to overcome it. They must not be discriminated against or seen as potential threats to society. We should let them know that they are not the only ones suffering, that it is okay to ask for help.
A note to all the young minds that are suffering-
There isn’t anything more important in this world than your happiness. You are not alone in this. It takes a brave heart to ask for help. There are people out here who care about you. People who love you and want to see you happy and smiling again. I know that it is not the best of times right now, but I can promise you, it gets better.