After my Mum’s first of three suicide attempts, one word kept coming up.
Burden.
She said it over and over again.
She felt like a burden whenever she needed help. Like she was a bad friend, mother, and wife.
She felt worthless. Like all she did was load others with her struggles. Like she was dragging everyone else down.
She thought things would be easier if she just vanished and disappeared.
But none of that was true. Not one bit.
So if you’re feeling this way, please know that you are not a burden. Your friends and family do not think of you as a burden. And they never will.
It’s okay to not be okay. It’s okay to want help. It’s okay to need help.
Everyone needs it from time to time. And your friends and family will always be happy to help. Because they know you’d do the same for them.
The only time you will ever become a burden on your loved ones, and I mean the only time is when you’re gone.
Believe me.
My Mum’s third attempt was sadly her final attempt. It took her life. So now for the first time, I feel like she’s a burden. And I don’t mean that in a rude or angry way. I love my Mum more than anything in the world. But I now feel like she’s a burden because she’s gone, and I carry the weight of missing her every single day.
So please get the help you need and deserve. Please reach out to someone.
You are not a problem.
You are not something people need to put up with.
You are not a burden.
