...This Isn't Just The Story Of A Girl...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
To Write Love On Her Arms...I really should be doing my Communications I homework, but tonight it seems like a waste. I felt like writing here instead, and tonight I'm not going to rant. I'm going to talk about something a little strange to some people, but it's impacted me.
To Write Love on Her Arms is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery. Basically, when I was younger, I lost 3 friends to suicide in 2 summers. Granted one was just a pen pal, but still...when the letters stop, and you email her expecting a response and get her parents telling you she died...it's a pretty shit feeling.
The broken heart and crossbones i have tattooed on my back is for all of the friends I've lost, Including the ones I haven't mentioned, and the ones who died right afterwards. Losing a friend sucks. It makes you second guess yourself. We're you really that good a friend? Did you spend enough time with them? Could I have done anything to stop it? (I still ask myself those questions). It's something you never get over...sure it fades, but its always there.
November 13th is the 2nd Annual To Write Love On Her Arms Day...I'm asking everyone to please take part in this...it may not affect you directly, but people who know about this movement and see it will know you care.
I'm going to write "LOVE" on my arm tomorrow...
Will you?
<3Ina
