You Cannot Be Replaced

Today is World Suicide Prevention Day.

I previously posted about how To Write Love On Her Arms (TWLOHA) was a large part of my story.

Yesterday I posted this to Facebook.  “I am alive because of people who cared enough to make sure I was okay.” Along with a link to in support of National Suicide Prevention Week (NSPW) 2013.

– Globally, there is one suicide about every 40 seconds. –

– 14-24 percent of youth and young adults have self-injured at least once. –

– More than 350 million people suffer from depression worldwide. –

Every 40 seconds some dies of suicide. It took me 40 seconds to write that sentence.

Life is short, if you are struggling with depression, self injury, addictions, suicidal thoughts then find someone to talk to. You can start with a close friend, a youth leader, a teacher. Who you start with can change how you end up. You have a chance to become someone, to realize YOU CANNOT BE REPLACED.

This year the slogan for NSPW is YOU CANNOT BE REPLACED.

Why not? Because you have more to offer life than what you are living, because you may turn out to be a teacher, a dancer, an actor, a waitress, a grocery store clerk, a lawyer, or maybe even a CEO, but whatever you end up to be you will be the only you. There maybe someone “just like you” but at the end of the day a mother will never replace her love for you with something else, a best friend will never find someone who shares the jokes you do. You are a unique person who cannot be duplicated, who cannot be replaced.

I cannot be replaced because I am a daughter, wife, mother, sister, aunt, niece, friend, granddaughter, daughter-in-law. I am Bethany Robinson. My birth date will never be replaced, my wedding date will never be duplicated, my sons birth certificate never altered. I will always be those things, but I will also always be a lover of scarves, Starbucks coffee, a dedicated supporter of TWLOHA, a stay at home mom, and a Grey’s Anatomy addict. I love to take pictures, and lose myself in the rain, I would take fall & winter over summer any day, and love watching the snow fall while cuddled up in warm comfy clothes with a mug of hot chocolate. I love fire, and hate my husbands facial hair, I insist on sleeping on the right hand side of the bed, and love cuddling, I hate burnt burgers, and love chicken. I have Celiac Disease, and would give anything for a Subway cold cut combo on Italian Herb & Cheese with lettuce, tomato, cucumber, pickles, mayo, cheese, no salt or pepper.

There is no one else who is every single one of those things.

If you know someone who is struggling with self injury, depression, or thoughts of suicide be the person who cares enough to make sure they are okay. You will forever be a character in their story of life, a story that you helped add another chapter. I promise you will never ever regret it.

So please this week remember that Hope Is Real, Rescue is Possible, Love is the Movement, & You Cannot Be Replaced.

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