TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide
(I don’t normally put triggers on my writing, but it’s pretty crazy how even just 100 words can kick you in the gut. It affected me, and I’m the one who wrote it!)
The note is written but I hesitate. Should I leave it? Does it say everything I need it to? I’ve been over it a thousand times in my head – the reasons, the final day, the act. I thought there would be more fear, but fear was replaced long ago by The Empty Black Void.
I know as sure as I’m sitting here that the world contained more sunlight before I arrived, and I’m certain the light will return once I’m gone.
It’s all in the letter.
Maybe someone will care enough to read it when it’s all over.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 98 words.
I had a friend who was dealing with a family member’s attempted suicide in the past few days, so my writing juices were entirely affected by it and when I saw the picture, this unhappy little tale came flowing out of my fingers.
In my humble opinion, depression is much like addiction. Unless you’ve felt it and lived through it, I don’t think you can possibly understand. It’s also my opinion that we should stop judging those who are suffering. In general, I don’t believe suicide is selfish – it is a desperate act to put an end not just to their own suffering, but as they see it, the suffering they cause everyone just by being alive. Unless you are in their head and feel what they feel, please show compassion. They need it far more than your judgment.
Click on the blue froggy to read other amazing 100-word stories!