This is what suicide erasure looks like in real time.
Not hatred. Not cruelty. Something more subtle and, perhaps, more damaging: a collective decision that some losses can be spoken aloud while others must be handled quietly.
Every child deserves to be remembered. Every family deserves to hear their child's name spoken without fear, discomfort, or shame.
Spot on, Deborah. It is that very subtlety that perpetuates the trauma and deepens the suffering for families and friends. Thank you for standing with me in the silence to help bring these kids back into the light where they belong.
Maisa was indeed a magical child and her brothers are equally special in their own way. My family experienced death by suicide when both my children lost friends to suicide. My daughter still is in touch with a sister and the mother of her dear friend who died when he was 19. She now is 50 and has kept the family close in her life since his death. Ignoring any kind of pain never works in the long run and no child deserves to be only remembered by the means of their death. Love always to you and your family.
Deeply tender. Thank you for giving voice to the siblings lived experience of missing Maisa.
This is what suicide erasure looks like in real time.
Not hatred. Not cruelty. Something more subtle and, perhaps, more damaging: a collective decision that some losses can be spoken aloud while others must be handled quietly.
Every child deserves to be remembered. Every family deserves to hear their child's name spoken without fear, discomfort, or shame.
Spot on, Deborah. It is that very subtlety that perpetuates the trauma and deepens the suffering for families and friends. Thank you for standing with me in the silence to help bring these kids back into the light where they belong.
Beautifully written and well said!
Maisa was indeed a magical child and her brothers are equally special in their own way. My family experienced death by suicide when both my children lost friends to suicide. My daughter still is in touch with a sister and the mother of her dear friend who died when he was 19. She now is 50 and has kept the family close in her life since his death. Ignoring any kind of pain never works in the long run and no child deserves to be only remembered by the means of their death. Love always to you and your family.