Don’t expect the person who is suffering to reach out for help. Swoop in to check up on the person who is suffering.
Be mindful of their privacy and respectful of their boundaries, but make your availability known to them.
Offer your shoulder, your time, your attention, your company, your dog, your blanket, your sofa, your snacks.
By the time a person in pain is too desperate to reach out, don’t stand on ceremony, manners or what if’s.
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I was on Amtrak’s Northeast Regional from DC to Baltimore when I got the alert that Kate Spade had ended her life. I couldn’t believe it and I desperately searched the internet for posts that proved the news a hoax.
But it wasn’t a hoax and the horrible news was confirmed immediately by credible sources.
I texted my sister-in-law.
Kate Spade killed herself.”
Knowing she would be pressed for the best way to respond, I added “
I can’t un-know that.”
Kakki, the sister I had always wanted, texted back.
oh no,” she said.
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June 9, 2018 2 Comments
I’ve been considering loose structures for a regular blog. I feel like having a loose structure would be easier to maintain than the current ‘
when I’ve got something to say‘ approach.
Even if I don’t have much to say, a loose structure would provide me a nudge toward something, right?
But none of the loose structures I’ve imagined have inspired me. For some reason, I keep coming back to “tell me your peach and pit” or “what are your top ten whatevers?”
The problems with a top ten list are obvious.
What if you can’t come up with ten items?
Sure, I know. You can change the number. You can make the top ten list into a top three list. Or a top seven list.
But what if you can’t decide on the theme of the list?
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January 7, 2018 5 Comments
I’m a big fan of leaving the house.
I don’t do it often, but I enthusiastically support the practice.
One of the great things about leaving the house is witnessing other humans’ experiences of life. Other people are a good reminder about how little influence your own perceptions could have if you’d just give them less rope to run around with.
This morning I left the house. I went to an office I go to now and again.
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December 12, 2017 1 Comment
I don’t think I need to say that it’s been anything but quiet around here. My little corner of here and the greater world of here have been loud and chaotic, demanding attention.
But you knew that.
And I said it anyway.
Because it helps me to process the noise if I first acknowledge that THERE IS NOISE.
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November 4, 2017
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My Facebook feed has recently been adorned with enthusiastic, bold t-shirts for suicide awareness.
The t-shirts shout out loudly that nobody fights suicide alone.
This week I lent my support to the #metoo campaign of women and men helping to make more women and men aware of what we all supposedly already know, but apparently also don’t know.
Really? We still don’t know?
I’m sorry. I guess I thought we all knew.
And honestly, I thought one of the reasons we all knew was because it had happened to most, if not all of us.