Two more young lives lost to suicide. Why? Because they didn’t fit into a “box” and their peers made sure they knew it? I wonder, how many of those who threw taunts and jeers at the girls have taken a moment to reflect on what they said with remorse? Something tells me that any regrets felt over something said will be pondered in private while the “mean girls/boys” openly gloat at the power they held, even for a moment over the lives of these two young girls.
If you detected anger in what I wrote, then you perceived correctly. What is happening to our society? How long do we have to walk through this living graveyard, busy with our own lives while the spirits of our children continue to die a little more each day? How many monuments to a life ended too soon, too tragically, need to litter the cemeteries of our towns before someone says “enough”?
I feel as though we’ve lost our grasp on what is truly important in life (caring for one another) in favor of material possessions and social status. I read some of the comments left in regards to this tragic story with a heavy heart. People who think that bullying is just a part of life that needs to be endured, simply tolerated until you can get away from it. Really? Is that the answer? Perhaps if our children were taught to love and respect one another rather than having to be the “cool kid” then we wouldn’t be reading stories such as these.
Yes, the problem has been around as long as man has, but not with such vicious glee. Just like many others out there, I was picked on during my school years, an easy target because of my extreme shyness and lack of clique clothes. Although I didn’t take make the irreversible choice to end the suffering, there were times when whispers of suicide drifted through my mind with extreme enticement. I may not have known God then, but my spirit for life kept me here and for than I am grateful because I wouldn’t have had the chance to discover how beautiful life truly can be. I wouldn’t have known the joys of overcoming life’s darkness and walking a path bathed in His light.
How long will we allow ourselves to be a society ashamed of our faith, afraid to tell our children that God loves them and through Him all things are possible? We need to find these little lost lights and put them where they belong, into the sad hearts of those who feel as though there is no answer other than death, into the angry hearts of those who feel the need to lash out at others, into the very hearts of those who have lost their way in the world.
Life shouldn’t be a painful experience; it should be filled with love, happiness and a passion for sharing those very things with others.
I’m ready for a change, are you?