Asking for help is a GOOD thing.

I am seriously using EVERY SINGLE TAG I use for this, because this is important. A cry for help should not EVER be ignored, and the person ASKING for help should never be made to feel like they are somehow LESS for NEEDING that help.

If you are shot, you go to a doctor. If you break an arm or a leg, you go to the doctor. You don’t feel ashamed for needing help THEN, why should you when the pain is INSIDE you? When it is a literally LIFE THREATENING injury/illness? And yes, people, it IS life threatening. Or do you think they were just playing with the noose around their neck? Or the bullet hole in their head? Or maybe the slit wrists and the mountain of fucking pills in their stomach.

SERIOUSLY PEOPLE.

Do you know WHY so many people don’t get the help they need? Because there are dickholes out there who are mocking them. Who dismiss the cries for help as a “phase” until the person finally gets to the point where they think “why bother?”

And then those same assholes have the nerve to say “I don’t understand…what happened?”

YOU happened, asshole. You and the rest of society who have pushed them down one too many times, without even a backwards glance, much less a helping hand to get them back on their feet.

Their blood is on YOUR hands. And don’t you EVER fucking forget it.

 

**Note: To those of you who actually reach out to those who need help, this is NOT directed at you. And please, never change that part of you. We need more people like you.**

First off… no one panic, I’m not suicidal. Yes, I get down and feel like wtf is the point at times. I hate having to work when I know life is short and I’m not happy at my job and I keep thinking.. no one cares. If I died tomorrow, there’d be some poor schmuck […]

via Suicide… 4 words: Listen, I need help! — Kawanee’s Korner

[Pledge] Day 2

Only 342 words yesterday. I worked all day, so wasn’t much I could do about that. Today will be better though! I’m off to work on “Say ‘No’ to Zombies“, and I think I might even do some work on “When Love Dies” and “Storm Warning” (Book 1 of the Etlan series).

I just wish wordpress had a section set aside for things like “today’s mood:” or “current music:”. C’mon WordPress! You’re slacking!

[Pledge] Day 1

No writing on any of my works in progress, but I did end up writing well over 500 words today. I believe I finished out at 1,214 words. All of it was homework related. I have another assignment due tomorrow, which will probably get me at least halfway there.

Fingers crossed. I also work all day (pretty much) tomorrow, so we’ll have to see how that goes.

Anyone else doing a pledge/challenge this month?

Facepalm.

Apparently I made an April’s fool out of myself. I thought today was April 1st. D’oh!

Ah well, tomorrow is the first day of the pledge! I just…got a headstart? Heh.

On that note: does anyone know how far away a carpet bombing would be felt? I mean, a very thorough carpet bombing. Completely wiping a major city off of the map…I might have to use creative license, but I would prefer to keep it somewhat realistic.

Days 29, 30 & 31: Ugh, Birthday, and ugh again.

Only about a week late, but the page-a-day pledge is over, and I didn’t get as much done as I had hoped. To be fair though, most of the work was editing anyway, and it’s kinda hard to measure that progress.

On Tuesday, I took the day off homework and did some writing in between birthday phone calls/messages. I’m regretting that now, since I’m having to rush up and finish my paper of Psych before tomorrow night, but oh well. Hindsight 20/20 and all that. I did get some ideas sorted out for Etlan, at least.

The 31st was taken up with having to get grocery shopping out of the way, and other errands. I wrote about 500+ words, but it was all homework. 

All in all, I think I failed the pledge, but at least I can say I tried. I think I might try doing a pledge every other week instead of a month long deal. It might be easier to manage around homework and work. We’ll see. Right now, I’m just trying to figure out what to share for Sharing Saturday…

Day 27 & 28: Some work, and homework.

Had to focus on homework instead of writing today, but yesterday I did get some work done:

“Now mama, you know there’s no such thing as rest for the wicked.” Kerry chided. She slid closer to her mother, resting her head on Emma’s shoulder.

“And they don’t get much more wicked than you, do they, shilé?” Emma’s arms came up to wrap around Kerry.