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If you think someone is in trouble don't be afraid to ask the question: "are you thinking about suicide?" Help push them in the right direction. To get help. Sometimes all a person needs is someone to listen to or the courage and support to go to a counselor/doctor/therapist. #suicideprevention #suicideawareness #suicideawarenessmonth

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Pt. 2 of my story: Because I couldn't find a personal reason why I should be alive I had started shutting down completely. I was always tired. In the past if you ever asked me "how are you" my response was almost always "tired" and it was true. I was tired. I had started to completely give up, and trying to stay strong was taking all of my emotional and physical energy. Last holiday season I was ready to end it once and for all. I was tired of being a burden. I was tired of not being who I knew I had the potential to be, but I no longer had the energy to even try. I had my letters of goodbye written, I had went to all of my social media accounts and made sure everyone knew how much I loved them. Then I started texting my immediate family that I would always love them. I was ready. I wanted to leave. But then I looked at him, Oliver. My puppy that I had gotten at the end of that summer. He depended on me. How could I leave him behind? I couldn't. And that's when my siblings and step mom started calling me. I can honestly say that if it wasn't for Oliver I probably wouldn't be here. He stopped me long enough until my phone started going off the hook with help from my loved ones. It was hard but I was finally on the path to recovery. After the holidays I started seeing Dr. Dean and started taking an antidepressant. It has taken awhile but I finally started seeing hope. Due to my spiraling depression I failed classes that I should have never failed and I have gotten really behind. Last semester I crashed and burned... but it was okay. I needed to focus on my mental recovery. To focus on recovering I decided I had to take a break from school. That decision I have not regretted. Im still recovering but I feel 10 times better. I no longer say I'm tired all the time because now I'm actually trying to live. I've made plenty of mistakes and now instead of letting them break me down I am finally learning from them. I did not share my story for pity. I shared my story because I can finally stand up and say that I am a survivor of my on depression. My story has been shared to help spread awareness to suicide. It can be prevented! #suicideawareness #suicideprevention

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(Picture idea from @briannadanielle167) Even thought it's not December I felt it to be very fitting to participate in #thelinesproject during #worldsuicidepreventionweek Now here is my story: pt. 1 For as long as I can remember I was always hyperactive, always smiling, forever forgetful, and clumsy as hell. Now once I was in high school things started slowly changing. I still always wore a smile on my face but I was too happy, too hyperactive, too forgetful, too clumsy. All these character traits that I once loved about myself and that had gotten me through my parents messy divorce became negative traits that I grew to hate. I felt like I could only be myself around my friends but around them I stillss felt like I lie. I struggled with nagging doubting thoughts about most things I did. When I was rewarded for doing something well I would honestly be dumbfounded. But through it all having my teachers and friends as a solid support system kept me strong and kept me truly happy. (Despite all the life events that tried to break me.) Now move on to college and things changed... Drastically. I began having horrible problems. I felt like I could no longer be myself. That every thing I would say or do would get me yelled at or belittled. I broke down. I stopped coming out of my room, started skipping class, and chose to work all the time. The constant feeling like I didn't matter and that I was nothing finally crippled me. I started lashing out. My temper was short, everybody aggravated me, and I just wanted to be left alone. With all the built up emotions bad anxieties began to developed. I needed to get out. Once I transferred things becomes a roller coaster of emotions. Every emotion I felt were to the extreme, and it was bad. Everything started braking down and in the process almost ran off many of my friends. Soon all I felt was numb. Nothing really mad me happy anymore and I was in a spiraling cycle of failing my classes due to my lack of passion for life. I didn't want to be here on this planet anymore so why even bother. All of my excuses for not attempting suicide was my family and friends. I didn't want to hurt them. But my excuse was never for myself /c/

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Gryffindors: Makes the best out of a shitty situation.
Slytherins: Takes a shitty situation and makes it beneficial.
Ravenclaws: Foresees the shitty situation and is prepared upon arrival.
Hufflepuffs: Lovin life.
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This is what it should mean to be a police officer. Everyone deserves to feel safe and protected, no matter their skin tone or cultural background.  If the officers currently serving aren’t like this, then something needs to be done now to make that change. 

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This is nice to see. There’s so much negativity about police officers and law enforcement lately, which I completely understand given the circumstances. But these guys here, these are real officers. Officers with compassion who actually do protect and serve the community however they can. 

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