Sometimes I wonder if I'm really doing any good by writing this blog. Do people actually take this seriously, or do they just laugh it off and say, "Pffft. Another emo kid ranting about how much her life sucks. Like she has any real problems!"
But that's just the thing- this is real. I have no idea what they may consider "real problems," but this isn't a dark fairy tale, this is happening here, now. The next thing they know, depression and suicide may affect them or their sister or their friend. And that's what I'm trying to stop. Because everyone deserves another chance. If things took a change for the worse, they could also take a turn for the better, right?
I'm not stupid or naive. I know that some people will never be convinced and would rather bury their heads in the sand forever. I say what needs to be said, not what they want to hear. I also know that there are so many people I will never be able to reach, both those in need of help and those whose opinions are skewed. I ask myself if this is an uphill battle. I ask if it's worth it.
I've decided the answer is yes. If all my thousands of words make only one suicidal person reconsider or inspire only one being to be committed to helping others, it will all be worth it.