NOVEMBER 20, 2019: “I’m Being DEAD Serious!” …

… that moment you get this call from a friend whose son has been openly and actively talking about suicide:

Cat, someone just basically told me that I shouldn’t take him seriously, that I need to toughen up with him, and he’s probably NOT really going to do it. In your opinion, and based upon your own experiences of having both tried it and survived it with Zack, do you think I should believe her?

I’m literally beside myself right now. Really? Are you fucking KIDDING me? Suicide is DEAD serious, and yes, I do care if one more light goes out.


Should’ve stayed. Were there signs I ignored? Can I help you not to hurt anymore? We saw brilliance when the world was asleep. There are things that we can have, but can’t keep. If they say, “who cares if one more light goes out” in a sky of a million stars. It flickers, flickers. “Who cares when someone’s time runs out” if a moment is all we are? We’re quicker. Quicker. “Who cares if one more light goes out?” Well I do. The reminders pull the floor from your feet. In the kitchen, one more chair than you need. Oh, and you’re angry, and you should be, it’s not fair. Just ’cause you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it isn’t there. {Linkin’ Park}