a hug, or a push
Posted: October 26th, 2013, 6:55 am
Today is Chicago's Out of the Darkness Walk/Fundraiser for the American Foundation of Suicide Prevention.
I am registered to walk, ready to go but sitting here writing because I am unprepared for and overwhelmed by all the pain and memories this has stirred up about my guy's suicide.
I signed up months ago, felt so positive and yet, all week, I have been fighting tears, panic attacks, evading emotions.
I am scared of what I will feel, I am scared of seeing everyone else's raw pain that mimics what I hide inside....
and I am walking alone. Which highlights my loss of my best friend/partner of 8 years.
His family barred me from the funeral after years of holidays/vacations/dinners etc (because it was "my fault")
but all the same, this week I sent one email (after much internal debate) to his cousin to let them know I am walking if they wished to honor him. Nothing. Not a dollar contributed.
And I know my anger at them is really at having to do this...in the first place - walk for suicide and the whole how could you DO this????? and t them for being bitter blaming people before this happened and creating a broken hearted shame in my partner from childhood
still, I am surprised how much it hurt....
and my suicide support group was going to walk as a team, and I formed it but some backed out, and 3 of the group had the whole family form family teams (one is in top fundraisers - they are amazing) but its weird....I have no one to walk with and its just ....harder than I expected to walk out that door. Face the world. Face what happened.
but off I go...
I do being helpful so much better than needing help/asking....
I am registered to walk, ready to go but sitting here writing because I am unprepared for and overwhelmed by all the pain and memories this has stirred up about my guy's suicide.
I signed up months ago, felt so positive and yet, all week, I have been fighting tears, panic attacks, evading emotions.
I am scared of what I will feel, I am scared of seeing everyone else's raw pain that mimics what I hide inside....
and I am walking alone. Which highlights my loss of my best friend/partner of 8 years.
His family barred me from the funeral after years of holidays/vacations/dinners etc (because it was "my fault")
but all the same, this week I sent one email (after much internal debate) to his cousin to let them know I am walking if they wished to honor him. Nothing. Not a dollar contributed.
And I know my anger at them is really at having to do this...in the first place - walk for suicide and the whole how could you DO this????? and t them for being bitter blaming people before this happened and creating a broken hearted shame in my partner from childhood
still, I am surprised how much it hurt....
and my suicide support group was going to walk as a team, and I formed it but some backed out, and 3 of the group had the whole family form family teams (one is in top fundraisers - they are amazing) but its weird....I have no one to walk with and its just ....harder than I expected to walk out that door. Face the world. Face what happened.
but off I go...
I do being helpful so much better than needing help/asking....