It’s no surprise that I get messages here and on social media from people struggling with thoughts of suicide. And from parents suffering from a loss or with the active addiction or mental illness of a loved one.
So where do I draw the line? Draw my boundaries?
The truth is, I can only do so much. I have limitations. I can’t offer a magic formula, fix it for another person or take away the pain.
The most important thing I can do is listen. Appreciate that person’s story. Respect their journey and try to point them in the right direction.
When it comes to people who come to the website by searching for ways to die on Google, all I can do is try to keep them safe for now. I have to accept that not everyone will stay on the site. I have to accept that I may not know what happens. I can learn from their surfing patterns and make changes that results in keeping people on the site longer, hoping that they’ll choose life. That’s all I can do. I can’t save the world no matter how much I want to.
When Charles was alive, we had to have boundaries or our lives would have been chaos. And those boundaries had to shift given the situation. In his final hour, they didn’t shift in the right direction and we lost him.
All I can do is the best I can do with the information I have at the time.