On the way home from school yesterday, my daughter told me that a boy who attended another school committed suicide over the weekend. His name was Grant Egbers. I don’t know anything about him or his situation; but he attended a top-notch school, belonged to a neighboring parish, and a quick google search indicates he had the world at his feet. And he was just a year and a couple of weeks older than my daughter.
There have been several high-profile suicides in our area recently. A few weeks ago a father of twins who attend our local high school shot himself in a local park. In a story making national headlines, a local transgender teen committed suicide on December 28th. Last spring, the FBI become involved in the hunt for a local college student who was later discovered to have committed suicide.
Every time. And I mean EVERY TIME, I have had the same thought – how tragic that this person isn’t around to feel the outpouring of love and support that came in the wake of their deaths.
There aren’t many words to add to the soul shattering tragedy of it all. I’ve had my own dark moments and can tell you that like everything else, they don’t last. I’ve heard suicide called a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I can’t improve on that.
If you are a person who feels the sort of despair that must have afflicted these people, there is help out there – 24 hours per day. Many local communities have hotlines; here is the national one — 1-800-273-TALK (8255). If you are in crisis – CALL.
A professional I know recommended this organization for education and resources.
A mother of son at the same school as Grant shared the resources the school sent out:
* Common Immediate Responses to Trauma– normal signs of distress in the moment
* Common Delayed Responses to Trauma– normal signs of distress to expect later