Suicides bother me… Endlessly. I know what it’s like, I’ve been horribly suicidal. I’m still here, and happy to be, but I have a pretty good grasp on how it feels to think that ending life is the simplest solution. Jessica, I didn’t know you, but whoever you were, and wherever you are, I love you, and rest in peace. Originally posted here:
So many judged her by her appearance and as a plus size woman – the second I met Jess I felt instantly akin to her. I couldn’t place it, her energy was that of someone who didn’t look like the person I was staring at. I was in true awe of her physical beauty, but also her inner beauty as you could actually FEEL her caring soul as she gave pure genuine love to everyone she met….but she didn’t give it to herself.
To ANYONE who thinks that just because someone is beautiful and has every physical perfection DOES NOT mean they aren’t allowed to have problems and pain and talk about them. I can’t even imagine the pressure it must have been to be Jess on the daily and I truly think that she felt she COULDN’T and wasn’t allowed to feel or have pain because afterall, she had the perfect outside that so many are told they must have to be happy. What happens when we pigeon hole someone into this perfect cube and tell them daily they have it all? They feel they can’t escape it. They feel they aren’t allowed the human experience of pain.
Never ever assume that person next to you who you THINK has it all has nothing to complain about, because that is the worst mistake of them all – they are human just like you.
Rest in peace my love heart emoticon These tears are because I’m sorry you felt no other way out of your pain.