So as some of you may know that I my little sister committed suicide. Its been nine long years. On 8/29/2009 my little sister Phylllie took her life. Her demons were just that strong. Phyllie was my little light. She was beautiful and amazing. She never judged me. Ohh I wish she was here today with me. She would get it (Yes Ella she would love you, simply because you make me happy). She left behind 3 kids. There growing up and I'm not there for them. I'm not allowed to be.
I remember the call I got. My sister Becky asking if I was sitting down. I asked her to just tell me. At that point I thought the worst thing that could ever happen is that one of the cats got hit. Now I know better. She told me and I threw the phone. "Phyllis is dead". Thaught somehow if I threw the phone it wouldn't be true. That it was some sick joke or I was dreaming. Not at all. I made it to her house and the ugly facts came out. Three days later her funeral was held. Her coffin was well a fucking box with what they said was my sister in it. It was cold. I could not bring myself to touch her. That was not my sister. My sister was bright eyed. My sister was alive. I remember feeling anger. People were walking by the funeral home and smiling and I wanted to hurt them. How dare they smile when my heart was being ripped from my body.
My sweet little sister, the one that I used to play in the toy box with for hours on end, the one I used to tell my secrets to, the one who had a baby boy two months to the day older then mine. The one who I loved so very much was reduced to a shell in a box. She was truly gone and it hit me. It hits me often. Today especially. Today I'm going to allow myself to be sad. I'm going to allow the tears to fall, I'm going to Hopefully talk to my girl friend. I'm going to cook and bake. Some how I'm going make it threw this day.
The cold hard facts are this. She overdosed on hydrocodone. She took way too many and she knew what she was doing. She was choosing to end her pain. Yes I get that. Her pain was just too much. She chose it.
I am asking each and ever one of you to reach out to me if you ever need a person to talk to. I am here. Suicide is not the answer.
Btw. The picture if of my sister as my wedding. The last time I ever saw her alive. She was 23.
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omg this is so sad :( I am so sorry to hear it, why are you not allowed to see your nephews?
Katherinee_ Two nephews and one niece. Well her husband is a pos and she doesnt really like my family. They move all the damn time. I have no contact with them. For a bit i did but then things went down hill. I ask about them and thats as much as i can do.
couldn’t read this
kinda hit too close to home for me so i stopped
but i do want to say, i’m sorry for your loss. I bet she was amazing. I know the type. And i can tell you really loved her!!!
jourdanbabyxoxo Thank you and I did. Im sorry it hit close to home for you. Thats what im trying to prevent, is another family to loose there loved one.
Thanks for sharing. My sister attempted last year. I wish people didn’t feel that they needed to do that. I can’t imagine the struggle they go through.
Heatherlum I am so sorry for your loss. The bravery it takes to express your raw feelings from that time, it's heartbreaking.
Thank you for posting this. I'm sorry this is your reality, she was so young.
:( i can’t imagine how painful this entire experience has been for you, but it’s so inspiring to see you advocating for awareness and using this as a motivation to help others who are also struggling. Stay strong