Another attempted suicide.

Is there a limit to the amount of sadness a school can absorb? We had another attempted suicide last night. Thank God she didn't succeed. They found her in time and she is in the hospital right now, recuperating. The first two students succeeded. That makes three attempts in the past 1 1/2 months. It's unreal. Everybody is kind of freaking out, including me. I have always heard that these things come in threes. Dear God, let this be the last.

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  1. NicoleDecember 3, 2010 at 3:04 PM

    My thoughts go to the young one.

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  2. UnknownDecember 3, 2010 at 3:10 PM

    So sorry to hear it, Sandra.

    There are probably a lot of factors at play: the time of year/holidays (families are often in a financial bind which can create a turbulent home life), it's the mid-point of the school year (often the most hopeless time as it seems like there will be no end), less sunlight this time of year which can screw with people's moods, and maybe even copycat behavior from the teens who are need of help, but aren't sure of how to get it (or maybe even what they need).

    All you can do as a teacher is talk to the students openly and honestly about suicide and the repercussions, and try to encourage them to share with an adult if things are getting bad. Isolation is the enemy.

    I'll be thinking about you and your school.

    EJ

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  3. UnknownDecember 4, 2010 at 7:44 AM

    I do hope so. No more!

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  4. klahanieDecember 4, 2010 at 3:37 PM

    Dear Sandra,
    Reading this saddens me to think of the turmoil and despair that could make a child take their own precious life.
    In peace, Gary.

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  5. Randy4jesusDecember 5, 2010 at 6:12 PM

    Our Pastors will add the Kern Valley to our weekly prayer requests. What you are describing is "spiritual warfare." We must pray that God would be glorified and that the forces of darkness be overcome.

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