A message of encouragement
Whether one wants to admit it or not, many of us have endured harsh times in our lives. Suicidal thoughts lurk in our darkest corners and quietly stare at us, revealing their presence when we feel most desperate. Are they our only and ultimate solutions?
I sincerely refuse to believe that.
I moved to America on June 21, 2010 from a country in the eastern hemisphere. I did not know or understand what to say, so I stayed silent for a year-and-a-half.
Before moving, I was an avid participant in class discussions. In America, I was a lost little ant. I felt constantly crushed by my frustrations, and the change drained the life out of me, bit by bit.
I have always prided myself in my ability to express my thoughts and make people laugh, but then, I could not even make myself laugh. I could not find my own identity, and my fear manifested itself in every segment of my brain. I had no real friends. All I had were my experiences: crying in the restroom, wandering the school quietly, and trying to learn what was going on in this strange side of the world.
Two important pieces of my life kept me sane through it all: my family and my own pride. Speaking with my family in our native language of Chinese helped me find solace after those torturous days at school. I confided almost everything to my sister, who helped me through the stress and pressure. My pride motivated me, persuaded me to master fluency in English. I wanted to prove to those who had given up on helping me that they were wrong. Even more, I wanted to prove to myself that my loneliness was a stupid mistake. I deserved better, I fervently told myself. I will make everything better. I can do it.
And I did. After reading books out loud for days and nights, after devoting all my time to looking over my homework, and after forcing myself to speak (sometimes blushing awkwardly afterward), I earned what I have now. I have friends. I have weird jokes. And most importantly, I have myself, and the freedom to do what I think I should do.
Life can be a black hole. It can overpower our families, relationships, work and emotions, letting our world collapse into itself in a matter of seconds. In these moments, we feel like that darkness will never loosen its cling onto us, and it is absolutely empty, frightening, horrifying, and stifling.
We gag at that feeling sometimes. We cry at that feeling sometimes. We give up, we let it control our minds, we let it clear our hope sometimes.
Yet, we need to continue walking through the dark and believe that we will find the light that shines at the end of the tunnel.
We need to remember that we do not have to walk this road alone. We do not have to endure everything by ourselves. Reach out for help. Maybe it’s the help from someone you love and deeply value, maybe it’s help from professionals. However, one thing is for sure, the solution does not need to be broken hearts.
Only we, ourselves, our very selves, with slight help and encouragement from others, can change what is going on in our lives.
If one way is not good enough, think of another way. Wage a battle against what we consider injustice, strain your ability to work for the best.
Nobody should describe this battle as an easy task. But do not give up until you find your happiness. Win the battle. You can do it, you will do it.
Time is the ultimate healer, and we can only believe that the wound will heal. Never forget, but never lose yourself in every memory. We should move forward with the past acting as reminders, not as traps, bent on stealing you back to frustration and depression.
We all have to think.
We all have to act.
We all have to love.
We all have to believe.
Mental illnesses have driven many onto the path of suicide. Almost seven percent of teens have attempted to take their own life, seeing no other solution but to “stop living”. If someone around you has shown signs of suicidal thoughts, confront him/her about it. It is never too late to offer help and comfort.
Special thanks to Cam High school counselors Mrs. Christie Bruggman and Mr. Thomas Taketa for their help with this topic.
Hello everybody, I am Chun-Tzu Huang, a senior, and it is my second year on the Stinger staff. I am a lover of creative writing and a bit of a writing...
ELD class • Apr 8, 2016 at 9:05 am
cool
Lori pristera • Mar 18, 2016 at 10:59 am
Wow. Thank you so much for sharing such a personal memoir. Your courage and perseverance are heroic. You’ve given a resounding voice to an issue many keep in the dark. Thank you for dragging it out of the dark cave and into the light. I hope that even just one frail, trembling soul is moved enough to seek what they need. I always love when you come talk to me! Your determination in mastering your moments is again, heroic.
Julie Shaw (ELD teacher) • Mar 18, 2016 at 10:28 am
I am so impressed that you have gained such mastery of English. Your vocabulary is magnificent! Good for you for pulling yourself through such a difficult-but-challenging life experience and coming out so successfully.
ELD class • Mar 18, 2016 at 8:44 am
As a class, we read this article and found it to be inspiring. It showed the effort that he exerted to become her true self, not based on only one culture, but as an international being. We appreciate the thoughts of Chun-Tzu and that she was willing to share his pain with us. Her experiences are something common to English Language Learner students who come to this country without the language and cultural knowledge to immediately fit in here. We know the isolation and loneliness and sadness she wrote about. We are happy that others who have never experienced this can see what it is like, and maybe they will reach out and make us feel more welcome, as we make our own great efforts to become a part of this school and culture. Thank you, Chun-Tzu.
Pascual Campos • Mar 18, 2016 at 7:39 am
This is a beautiful story that should be shared with our ELL students, and teachers. People need to be more compassionate in regards to students’ needs and what they go through in their upbringing.
Lauri Markson • Mar 17, 2016 at 11:01 pm
Your eloquence and determination are truly admirable. Thank you so much for writing this brave piece, and may it spread its wisdom to many in our midst.
ms. ida • Mar 17, 2016 at 9:09 pm
Thank you for sharing a very personal piece. Many of us go through life believing that we are alone, when in truth, many have paved a way. We simply need to keep looking for the paved road. Thank you for showing us the paved road. 🙂
Donna Maygren • Mar 17, 2016 at 6:15 pm
A humbling and introspective experience to read your honestly and beautifully written piece. It gave me a poignant reminder of why I love teaching and the privilege to work with students such as you. You have selected a topic so close to my awareness as years of teaching have brought these issues so immediate to my heart. Thank you for your courage, personal honesty and gift of sharing. As a teacher of psychology, you have selected such a vital and viable issue we face. Your writing is a gift. Please continue to be a voice so necessary to be heard.
Donna Maygren
Anon • Mar 17, 2016 at 4:35 pm
Preach
UN • Mar 17, 2016 at 3:33 pm
Aw this was really touching, thanks for such healing words 🙂
Maia Griffith • Mar 17, 2016 at 3:02 pm
Absolutely moving and such an important message. Thank you to Chun-Tzu for so eloquently conveying this topic.
Aimee • Mar 17, 2016 at 2:55 pm
So beautiful!!!!