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Dinwiddie County Sherrif’s Office just called me to thank me for calling with all that information, getting the word out since tons of others were calling, and to let me know that she is okay and that they got to her in time and took her to the hospital.
We did it everyone. We saved someone’s LIFE.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are all INCREDIBLE.
At first, I was angry. I value my Tumblr flow, which is full of delicious food, amusing writing and beautiful images. Seeing what amounted to a suicide note in amongst my stream of feel-good content frustrated me. I mean, I come here to escape all the heartache and drama of life, not to stew in it.
Nevertheless, curiousity got the better of me, and I started to read. First, her suicide note, explaining her reasons for doing it, then the comments.
Hundreds. Heartfelt, earnest and desperate pleas for the girl to reconsider. Some shared their own painful stories of their struggles with mental illness; some left their phone numbers and begged her to call; still others simply said, “I don’t know you, but I love you. You are loved. Please don’t do this.”
Before you know it, I’m crying. Crying over the outpouring of love and support for a girl who feels so alone, yet suddenly isn’t anymore. Crying because so many of us have stood on that black precipice, and the one thing to pull us back was the dimmest glimmer of hope that is love. For some it was a family member, for others a friend, for still others it was their faith that pulled them back. Knowing that someone or something cared suddenly called one’s feelings of utter worthlessness into question, and for some of us, saved our lives.
In this case, if what I’ve read is true, her life may have been saved by hundreds of people she has never met. They found her information, called the police, even contacted the store where she works to try and save her life.
This doesn’t mean that everything is fixed for her, far from it, but it’s at least one more day for her wake up and potentially find her way through her painful maze. One more day for her to inch closer to something better, something less painful.
This outpouring of caring moves me. No matter how flawed we all are, no matter how ugly we can be at our worst, these moments where regular people dig deep and display their best qualities are what makes life so fucking awesome to me. We flawed humans can do amazing things.
<3 Thank you for all those things that each and every one of you does, has done or will do. It makes my heart light.
You rule. Seuss and I have a bunch of stuff that’s not in the Criterion Collection, if you’re innerested.
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