And another bump for the cup analogy! :grouphug:

In a person's life, the water in the cup is symbolic of all the hurt, pain, shame, humiliation, and loss not dealt with along the way. The last couple of drops symbolize the "trigger events, the last straw, the event or situation that preceded the final act of taking one's own life. Often we want to blame the trigger event, but this does not make sense to us. Like the water, these events all by themselves would not cause someone to end their life. It is the combination of everything in that person's life not dealt with and the last one or two things that caused our loved ones to lose hope.

For us, we must find a way to pour out the water along the way. This may be through talking it out, writing it out, sometimes yelling it out, whatever works for you. We must learn to deal with our pain in a way our loved ones could not.

This analogy does not give us the concrete answer many of us are looking for,, but I know it made sense for me and has been helpful for many survivors. It allowed me to let go of the search for "why", and to find a different way of dealing with my pain.

National Resource Center for
Suicide Prevention and Aftercare

Link Counseling Center

Hopeful News!
 

Very insightful and full of hope. :D

I agree with this theory. I have been adamant about dealing with matters when they arise, rather than avoiding them while hoping they will go away. I am often met with resistance on this. Yet, I know how important this is to my well-being. Too often, issues don't just go away. The difficulties tend to compound with time. The burdens continue to compound and feel too big.
The cup overflows.

If we understand this, we then know how to limit the burdens, how to keep the cup from becoming so full it overflows. We can help ourselves, and others also feeling overwhelmed, by taking a look at what's already in the cup and managing the contents in a healthier fashion.

Thanks so much, Alffe!:hug:

:grouphug:
DejaVu

Asleep
 

Sometimes we go through life just doing all the motions. Asleep in fact. I was like that in my not so good old days. Staying awake and listening to that little inner light is profoundly awakening. No matter how grinding the days get remember that you can focus on that inner light in all of us and get through it. Recently I heard someone berating a friend of mine because she would not take time off work for some occasion. I had to remind him that her father is dying and she used up her vacation days to say goodbye to him. Another wise friend told me that you never know what someone is going through by looking at their outside. So look inside of them and then you can be truly compassionate. We all have an inner beauty.

Just awesome
 

You my dear beautiful Spirited Woman Mother
Want to say to You
AAAWESOME STUFF
may your days be bright
Thank you for helping me in
the "why"
Even after leaving a letter to us
Still blaming to the very end
Beautiful lady
That's who you became
Love
Me

Whatever the heck is going on
 

Where is the compassion
Where is ones heart when watching a man bleed to death
To hear the child call out to her mother
I'm here for you mommy
If she was five
If just that age
Why
Oh why
To have our fellow humans
Be treated in such an inhuman manner
We are hunting each other
For what
What is the end result of such increadible hateful racist behavior
Why did that child sit and be worried about her mommy
The men are dead
In two days
Just like that
And not any officer to help him not bleed out
What is wrong with the police in this country
I worked along side many of them
For many years
And there is the unspoken behavior
The rules in house
Rather then follow the books
The law as they were taking that test
Then the ones who by putting on the uniform
a change happens
And not for the better
I have heard in certain groups
Especially during my waitress years
And in the end working for my then town of fourty six years
I live in a predominatly Hispanic and dark complex not necessarily black live in fear
My history growing up as a child
Born in South Africa Durban
Exposed to separate ways for the black and white
Nothing has changed
Strip us all of our color
We are human
Here to love and be loved in return
We cannot do that
We are judged by our color
Weight
Smell
Status
Religion
Beliefs
Money
Money
Money
Age
Mental illness
The sick
When the child is born
What does that child need to make it
The love of one another
Will we ever be at a place where love rules
Not hate
But love rules
Where is the compassion
They are born into what is taught
This time I don't think it's going to be that easy
Sadness so deep
Done
Me

Dallas police chief David Brown said it so well at this morning's press conference it was beautiful and heartbreaking ! ❤️