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Five Years Gone...

Five years.  Today marks five years since you left us. I miss our talks and laughing until we cried. I’m so much stronger now than I was when you first left. I wish you could see how far I’ve come. I want to hug you. We’re spending the weekend in the very place you took this picture and that feels fitting. I love you, Carrie.


Five years ago, my sister Carrie completed suicide. After years of struggling and many failed attempts, she finally reached a place in her life where she couldn’t go on. It remains the most devastating thing to happen in my life - and y’all, I was #hitbyatruck. I wish she’d known how loved and needed she was in this world. She was brilliant, and she had a knack for helping others. Her laugh was contagious and she could make anyone dance with her. I wish she’d had the resources to seek help for her demons and that the world around her had been more understanding.


I have seen so many strides surrounding mental health in recent years. I will continue to speak about suicide and mental health. Everyone has mental health, and everyone deserves to protect it and get help when they need. If you’re struggling, please reach out to anyone who will listen; a loved one, a friend, a teacher, a stranger on the Internet. I promise, you are loved more than you will ever know. You are valued and needed in this world. Please remember that in your darkest time. Please stay.


XOXO - Mer




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