
(In case you couldn’t read the pic vvvv)
I want anyone who reads this comment to know that your life matters. ALL LIFE MATTERS. Even if you think that no one loves you, I can assure you, someone does. You may not know this person very well, you may have lost contact with this person, you may have fought with this person, but they DO STILL CARE. I CARE. It breaks my heart to think about how many people ponder the thought of committing suicide, and I cry when I think about how many people actually go through with it. I may not know you, but God does. And I can tell you, with ALL OF MY BEING, that God loves you. The creator of the Universe loves you. Even if you’re gay, even if you’re trans, even if you’re depressed. If you don’t believe in God, that’s fine. But know that you are cared for and loved. My father attempted suicide when I was 8, and I still struggle with the thought of, “I might have lost him.” Spend time with your loved ones. Don’t be afraid to ask for reassurance. Talk your feelings out. I’ve been depressed, and I know it’s a cold, lonely, degrading experience. TALK WITH YOUR LOVED ONES. And if you truly feel like you have no one to consult, try to meet new people. You are undoubtedly an interesting person. You are not ugly. You are not boring. You are not a waste of space. You are beautiful. You are intriguing. You are precious. If you feel like you can’t talk to new people, then please, I beg of you. Call a suicide hot-line, find a support group, or find a good church. I cannot stress this enough. Seek help. Suicide is a thought sparked by the feeling of depression. Depression is usually sparked by a traumatic event or a feeling of solitude/unimportance. These feelings are rooted in loneliness, and even abandonment. YOU NEED AN OUTSIDE SOURCE TO HELP YOU THROUGH IT. Never feel like you are troubling someone by talking to them about these feelings. You are worth every second of their time. You are a beautiful creation, and there is only one of you. There will only ever be, ONE, YOU. People do love you, even if it doesn’t feel like it. And things will get better, even if you don’t see how. Please, I beg of you. Think about this.
Love you.
(A comment I left on Markiplier’s let’s play of “Don’t Take This Risk”. If you do go to watch the video, be warned that it covers very dark themes.)

