Advice. | My secret? For the past 3 years, I haven’t been truly happy. My parent divorced. It was a rough one, screaming, hitting, abuse, and fighting. It was Winter break of 2009 when it got really bad though. It was 2 days before Christmas and I was sitting in my room reading when my dad came in my room. Angry as all hell. He hit me and threw me across the room. He was just angry for no reason. He was like that a lot, still is. My grandmother lived with us at the time and had heard it all. And when I finally got away and was running to leave the house, I saw her, in her room crying. My Granny was a strong woman, I had never seen her cry before. Ever. It killed me to see her like that, so I left. I wanted out of my horrible life. I wanted to get away. I went to the woods behind my neighborhood and went to this secret place I knew. I had only shared it with a few close friends, it was my place. I was going to kill my self there. There was a river running through the woods, a big one, and I was going to jump into. Freezing cold, rough, water. The currents were horrible. Plus, the jump was about 50-75 feet with rocks beneath the water. As I was standing on the edge, crying and waiting to jump, I heard someone a few feet back. It was an old woman. She just looked at me with love in her eyes and held her hand out to me. She told me not to jump, because people would miss her and it would be a mistake. She talked to me for hours. Convincing me not to do it. I didn’t go back to my father’s house after that. I stayed with my mother for Christmas. And on Christmas day, I went with her to her Fathers house to spend the day with him. He was always alone because my grandmother had died before I was ever born. He was telling stories and showing my pictures, when came acorss a picture of the old woman from the river. When I asked him who she was, he said it was his wife. My grandmother. I then asked how she had died, because I never knew the story. He told me. The whole story. My grandmother omitted suicide, by drowning her self in the river. The same river I was at. They knew it was suicide because the found a note in a secluded space about 50 feet away from her body. It was my place. My grandmother saved my life because she regretted taking her own. She is the reason I am still her today. But, I still wish I had gone through with it…I am having thoughts again. -Mars

Anonymous asked: My secret?
For the past 3 years, I haven't been truly happy. My parent divorced. It was a rough one, screaming, hitting, abuse, and fighting. It was Winter break of 2009 when it got really bad though.
It was 2 days before Christmas and I was sitting in my room reading when my dad came in my room. Angry as all hell. He hit me and threw me across the room. He was just angry for no reason. He was like that a lot, still is.
My grandmother lived with us at the time and had heard it all. And when I finally got away and was running to leave the house, I saw her, in her room crying. My Granny was a strong woman, I had never seen her cry before. Ever. It killed me to see her like that, so I left. I wanted out of my horrible life. I wanted to get away.
I went to the woods behind my neighborhood and went to this secret place I knew.
I had only shared it with a few close friends, it was my place.
I was going to kill my self there. There was a river running through the woods, a big one, and I was going to jump into. Freezing cold, rough, water. The currents were horrible. Plus, the jump was about 50-75 feet with rocks beneath the water.
As I was standing on the edge, crying and waiting to jump, I heard someone a few feet back. It was an old woman. She just looked at me with love in her eyes and held her hand out to me. She told me not to jump, because people would miss her and it would be a mistake. She talked to me for hours. Convincing me not to do it.
I didn't go back to my father's house after that. I stayed with my mother for Christmas.
And on Christmas day, I went with her to her Fathers house to spend the day with him. He was always alone because my grandmother had died before I was ever born. He was telling stories and showing my pictures, when came acorss a picture of the old woman from the river. When I asked him who she was, he said it was his wife. My grandmother. I then asked how she had died, because I never knew the story.
He told me. The whole story.
My grandmother omitted suicide, by drowning her self in the river. The same river I was at. They knew it was suicide because the found a note in a secluded space about 50 feet away from her body. It was my place.
My grandmother saved my life because she regretted taking her own.
She is the reason I am still her today.
But, I still wish I had gone through with it...I am having thoughts again.
-Mars

This is honestly such a heart warming story.

As I read it I got chills!

But honestly, please just be strong<3 I know it’s hard, but live for your grandmother, and know that she wants you to live your life. You can do it, I know you can.

5th Apr 2011