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It was a quiet autumn day. Outside the window every now and then, slowly, cars passed by. The rustle of their tires merged with the subtle rustle of flying leaves. The day, about to smoothly turn into evening, was losing ground. The leisurely flow of my thoughts was abruptly interrupted by a phone call. My friend called. She told me that a woman (let’s call her Anya) approached her with a request to tell fortunes, and during the conversation, Anna’s suicidal intentions became obvious. Anna was asked to discuss her problems leading to such a decision during a psychotherapy session, to which a positive response was received. And so our meeting took place... This meeting, like most similar meetings, began with a story about the vicissitudes of fate, the inability to make decisions on one’s own, the desire to get out of this state as soon as possible (the way out, as you probably already understood, was for Anna in leaving - leaving this world for another). Anna told me that her first attempt to give up her life was made two months before our meeting. Having previously dissolved a package of potent pills in a bottle of vodka, Anna went to the cemetery where her parents were buried. From the second bottle of vodka, Anna poured 50 grams into her glass and remembered her father and mother. After sitting for a while near their graves, Anna decisively poured herself a full glass of vodka, which was supposed to plunge Anna into eternal sleep. But this was not destined to happen - Anna lost consciousness. “It was as if someone’s hands pushed me in the chest, and I fell on my mother’s grave,” Anna recalls the event of that day, and the next morning I came to my senses already at home (relatives started look for me and, having found me in the cemetery, brought me home). During the discussion of what happened, fear for her life was expressed (Anna felt a constant desire to repeat the suicide attempt), I suggested to Anna that she mentally invite her mother to participate in our conversation. The image that arose was described by Anna as follows: “Mom is sitting opposite me, her gaze is sad, I feel anxiety for me and pain in it, .... mental pain for what I did when I came to her for the last time. I suggested asking several questions that are most relevant to Anna at the moment, and listening to her mother’s answer, looking at her reaction, feeling her emotions. When asked how her mother felt about what had happened, Anna saw silent reproach and sadness in her mother’s eyes. Her mother’s voice sounded in Anna’s head; he said only one thing: “It’s easy to leave, but it’s a big sin.” Think about the future fate of your children. Is this what you wish for them? After that, Anna asked her mother for forgiveness for what she had done and said that she understood a lot after meeting her. At the same moment, Anna took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders, as if throwing off a heavy burden from her shoulders. The image of her mother, according to Anna, also changed, her gaze became warm and kind. “I felt that inner warmth, care, and calmness were being transmitted to me and would not allow me to make similar mistakes in the future,” said Anna. Our meeting is over. Anna went home with a feeling of peace of mind, inner harmony and the realization that life had acquired some other special meaning for her. All fears and doubts were left behind, Anna had a road ahead, a life-long road... If you are familiar with the feelings experienced by a person who has lost his family, his closest people, if you have found the strength to survive, understand, accept this, then you can share your experience. Who knows, maybe your story will help someone cope with this tragedy.