7 Suicides Per Day

Seven people committ suicide every day in Australia. I was surprised to read this. Is that a lot? It seemed like a lot. That is one every 3ish hours. One person has killed themselves since I got out of bed. I'm guessing an ambulance has been dispatched. Will six more ambulances be send before I go to bed? I'm guessing, at least, one of them will not be missed straight away.

I guess that means, at the very least, that some one is considering it as you read this. Does that mean they are shaking the pill bottle, rattle rattle, or cocking the gun, click, right at this minute? How cold does the end of the barrel feel on their lips, do you think? They are on the top floor of the building peering over. What do you think they are thinking? "That should do it?" They have just thrown the rope over the beam and are giving it a tug, you know, as you do. Perhaps, they are swish, swish, swishing, the knife on the knife sharpener, as I type. The roller door is up and they are holding the vacuum tube in their hand staring at their car exhaust pipe.

Heart beating fast. Mentally saying their good byes. Taking a last look around. Taking a big breath. Is that what you do?

The sun doesn't shine for everyone everyday. Not everyone smiles as they head out into the world. The future isn't always bright. Life isn't always sweet. There isn't always tomorrow to look forward to, for everyone.

As usual, if anybody reading this is experiencing distress in their life they should call LifeLine. 13 11 14. (Sam made me write that)

I'd say, Really? If you want to, go ahead, but tomorrow could be great. Hands in the air. Shrug. You never know. And everybody forgets too quickly. A coupla weeks and everybody's life moves on, it's true. Life has to, it runs to the never ending beat of time. Forever forward. So... stick around buddy, surely its worth another shot... 

Bang! Oops. No, not that short of shot. Bad choice of words. It is my sense of humour. You've got to laugh.