Yesterday I got a text message. "Laura's gone. I'm sorry. I'm with the police now."
There is no way to brace for that. There is no big deep breath before they give you the shot. There is no bandage for that sucking wound. Like some movie cliche I asked if it was a horrible fucking joke.
We all know it never is.
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Yesterday Laura "finally got suicide right".
I laugh and cry as I write that. Thinking back on endless nights of chatting. Watching movies together on the phone. All the times she tried and we laughed in our morbid way about how she couldn't even do that right. Deep, rolling, belly laughs. She always said she was going to get it one day. For me to prepare for it. To look after Mouse if I could.
When she tried with the xanax, I woke up to missed calls. Text messages. Thursday there were none of those calls, because she knew I was going to talk her down.
Again.
I was going to make her stay. Again.
And she was so tired.
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This was all I got that night. The perfect period to the end of her sentence. This, she would also laugh about.
It is hard to think that I'll never see my beautiful friend again. The fast and furious friend I made through Bethanie's death. The friend I laughed with until we were sick. Talked murder shows with. That brought me to Steemit. My weird friend that liked to take pictures of herself crying. I would always compliment the bags under her eyes because they were so her. She was wrapped in exhaustion and sadness and it drew me to her like a tragic flame. I would burn every night with her.
And then it is all snuffed out.
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A painting she "made for" me.
My heart rattles and shakes in my chest for her. But selfishly. It aches for my friend. When I should be celebrating that she is free. I know it is greedy to mourn her, because she didn't want to be here anymore. All the times I stopped her, I was on borrowed time. She was being rented. I was extending the lease.
I was so sure... that one day that need to leave would fade. And probably would have, with enough time. By that time I would be visiting with her, us wearing our fuzzy pjs, eating junk food, and binge watching all the seasons of Forensic Files. That was the plan for later this year. I will mourn that lost plan, too.
I will mourn all the art she won't be making.
I will mourn the loss of her.
But I won't mourn her.
She wouldn't want me to. And I know that.
@lauralemons brought me here, she placed me in the hands of the Steemit community where she knew I would be loved and cared for. Where I would find support. And friends. Where I would find a family to create with. To shine with. To love with. To lose with.
She brought me here, and left, knowing that I was being well looked after. I would never have been able to thank her enough for what she gave me. Between her friendship, her love, and her guidance, my life is better because of her. She molded who I am today. SHE made me Stitchybitch. SHE made me happy again. SHE gave me purpose.
Laura was my friend. Laura was my mentor. Laura was a big part of my heart. Laura was, but who and what she left in her wake will forever flourish even if she isn't here to tend to it.
I love you so much, you bitch. You better haunt me or I'm going to be so pissed.
EDIT: Please, if you can, visit her final expenses gofundme. Donations are needed and welcomed, but loving comments are even more valuable. Thank you. <3
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Please get help if you are considering suicide.
US residents:
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline
Call 1-800-273-8255
Available 24 hours everyday
International people in crisis, find your helpline here
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(This is also by @lauralemons)
I am so sorry that you lost your father this way and you had to feel that kind of pain. I hope that you've found some peace in some way, or at the very least, more closure.
Sometimes when people really want to leave, there is nothing you can do to stop them.
There was one time, when she told me she had ordered pills. We talked for hours, I was begging her to cancel the order for the pills, to let me get her help. She told me how trapped she felt in her own body. In the pain. The sadness. I spent a long time thinking on that, especially when she disappeared for a while. She never took them that time. But I was so sure she was gone, I mourned her before her death. And weirdly, that somehow has made this whole thing easier. In my mind, she has died a couple times.
I hope that you know that there is nothing you could have done differently, and I am sure that he loved you more than words could ever convey. Just sometimes... the pain and sadness eclipses it in shadow.
Much love to you, and my inbox is always open. <3
I am so unsure where to go with this comment and feel so deeply a sense of loss and guilt, that is quite irrational.
I had seen @lauralemons on the platform from time to time but never latched on, and hadn't seen the posts about struggling with alcohol or I would have been trying to help.
I feel I could have helped too.
That why it hurts so much.
I want to try and reach out to you and have, to see if I can reach into your life and offer you something too.
If only I had of connected through you to @lauralemons...
but who knows, maybe nothing I could have said or done would have made any difference anyway.
I have been one degree of separation from dog knows how many suicides now.
I don't know what that is supposed to mean.
I reiterate the offer I have made to you on discord and in dm several times
I am there for you, and have something concrete to offer you
lol, and it's not god
in case you were thinking that
anyway, my commiserations for your loss, and I know that means didlysquat right now
First: Spain, I love ya. <3 Thank you for reaching out so much, and I am sorry that I haven't been in contact nearly as much as I should. I will work on that!
I understand the pain and guilt you feel, but I want you to try to eliminate that feeling, if you can. Or try to move on from it in a positive way.
One thing that I CAN say about my dear friend is that she could not be moved or swayed from her ways or thoughts easily. Which isn't really a bad thing, unless so much of their life is pain, negativity, and sadness. Which it was. Positive sentiments, encouragement, and advice did not go far with her, and that is okay. But it made it so hard to help her. And especially to save her from herself.
I have found that regret is one of the strongest, and at the same time, most futile feelings to experience. Please don't plague yourself with the could haves and should haves. Down that road lies madness. <3 <3 <3
no, in the end, I am pretty cool with it, and have mostly given up regrets.
Certainly this one is without true power, because I was still removed enough from the person, I only knew of her.
It's more her connection to you, it is insane to find myself only one person removed again, from someone who ended up there.
But believe me, thanks for noting and for caring.
I hope I can help you soon. I hope I can steer you towards external help, it's not really that I can do sweet fuck all, personally.
I just know some things that have helped me so much over these last few insane years.
I have a few tools in the old toolbox these days, and can get them out to knock people over the head with, that's all
haha
hope we talk at some point
I am stepping back just a bit from both steemit and discord, trying to get it to something not life and sanity threatening.
but you shout out and I am there
big hugs
@gwb235 | Sept. 10, 2017, 12:30 p.m. | Votes: 1 | [
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I only joined Steemit a couple of days ago. Already I have read other posts about Laura. It's very easy to feel how special this young woman was, and what really shines through is the same message in all posts - that Laura's influence in you all, will live on.
I, as many of us have, have also lost very special people in the past, and the feelings stirred in me when reading these posts has genuinely brought tears to my eyes. The cliches fill the mind and the futility grabs hold of you, and you know that you have to be strong for them. You have to carry on. You are a part of their legacy.
It's a very sensitive and difficult topic and we can react in so many ways, but what I have seen and read on here has been 100% from the heart. Beautiful words, for an obviously beautiful woman.
Thank you, for this post, @stitchybitch and for sharing further insight into somebody who was an amazing person, who will be missed so much, but who will never, ever be forgotten.