Hope Isn’t Knowing It Will Be Okay — It’s Not Knowing It Won’t
Last week, someone called me and told me that they had contemplated taking their own life. They had reached a point where they had made preparations and were sitting in their room contemplating whether they should go through with it. And then, while looking around the room, they noticed something on their small altar. Something shifted in that moment, and instead of going through with it, they decided to call me.I’m not sharing this story to sensationalise suicide, and I don’t want us to focus on the details of what happened. What stayed with me was the question that came…




