September is suicide prevention month. So if you're are depressed and have thoughts of committing suicide here is a reason why you should not go through with it.

I'll start with this... I attempted suicide in 9th grade. Here was my experience with it:

I decided to skip school so I could overdose on a combination of pills while no one was home so no one could help me. So I did it and I was waiting for something to happen I was crying and crying and my dog started to lick me and snuggle up against me as if she knew something was going on like she knew I was sad. And I thought if nobody else in the world misses me, my sweet little dog will. Then I started to make a list of people I would miss if they were to do the same thing I was attempting to do at the moment. I started to realize that at least 98% of those people would miss me back if I were to go through with this. So I decided to call 911 I told them I had overdosed on pills because I was trying to kill myself. They stayed on the phone with me until an ambulance and police got there and told them it was okay for them to hang up the phone. They asked me what I took and asked if I knew how much. They wanted to take care of me, to make sure I would be okay. As I was driving in the ambulance the lady had a lot of questions for me about why I had done this. I told her I was extremely depressed and had an eating disorder (Bulimia) because at this point there was no reason to hide anymore. Everything was out in the open and it ended up being pretty easy to tell them what was going on with me. I had to drink charcoal. Charcoal is a thick black "goo" that you drink and it is the most disgusting thing you will ever taste. I had to drink it because it clumps all the pills I had taken together so that they wouldn't digest into my system and hurt me. The lady who rode in the back of the ambulance was so kind and patient with me. So if you think no one will care the doctors and policemen who take care of you will care.

Next, we are at the hospital and they have called my parents at this point. The first people to get there were my mom and my moms best friend who happened to also be my Girl Scout leader, I am very close to her. When the hospital called my mom at her work they told her I had attempted suicide but was going to be completely fine physically. She cried a lot when she got there. My dad couldn't get there for a while because his job was so far away. He did not know what happened to me when he got there. I heard him from down the hall he had asked what room I was in. I could tell he was out of breathe and had been crying. He came running in to the room tears streaming down his face and came over and touched my face asking what happened. They stepped out of the room so my the doctor could explain what I told them. I had never heard either of them cry so much in my entire life, not even when they found out my dad had cancer. So even if you think no one will care your parents will care.

Next I was moved to the psych ward of the hospital to stay over night until they could find me a place at a mental hospital that would help me. My family came to see me. My Aunt first and she came in crying and hugging me. My cousin Katie and she came in crying and hugging me. Then my cousin Michael and he reacted to the news the same way. They each opened to me like I had never seen them do. They each told me how sorry they were for not knowing how sad I was. So if you think nobody cares your aunts, uncles and cousins will care.

Next my best best friend came in the daughter of the women I mentioned earlier ( My Girl Scout leader and moms best friend). She tried her hardest to hold all the tears in for me. And I did the same for her ( and everyone else that came in to see me). I could tell she had been crying though her eyes were red amd puffy and her makeup all rubbed off. She hugged me for a long time and although she did not cry right then I knew later she had cried a lot. My mom told me that when my best friends mom told her what happened she bursted into tears. She also told me that when best friend got to the hospital they ran into somebody they know who, having no idea what happened with me, asked what they were doing there and my best friend bursted into tears no being able to get a word out. So if you think no one will care your best friend will care.

A few years later a girl from a school in my county died they found out she committed suicide. The school made the announcement on the intercom and all of the school and the county knew. A good friend of mine went to school with the girl that killed herself. She told me how she felt and how the school felt and this is what she said: Half of the people in my class began to cry in fact I began to cry and I didn't even know her really. You could hear crying coming from the halls and the other class rooms. People were freaking out. She then proceeded to tell me that the reason she cried is because she thought of me and imagined this is how it would have been if Julia went through with killing herself. She told me that the girl wasn't considered popular by any means but still everyone was that upset. So even if you think no one will care your entire school will care.

Someone in the world will miss you if you kill yourself. Someone that you would miss too if they did it, someone you love. THEY WILL MISS YOU!