When the world says give up, hope whispers

This is one of lines in Charles’ lyrics.

And on the occasion of his fourth death anniversary, I wanted to start with that. He died by suicide June 5, 2015, the worst day of my life. By comparison even a death anniversary will never feel as awful and unbearable as that day. And for that, I am grateful.

There are times I feel like giving up. Not on life but this cause. And then I ask myself, “So what else do you want to do?” There really isn’t anything else I want to do. By next year I need to be making a living at this professional writing and speaking business. That doesn’t happen by waving a magic wand but with relentless hard work creating contacts and reaching out to women’s conferences and colleges.

Charles is my incentive. If we don’t talk, people won’t know the signs. If we don’t foster a culture of connection, addiction, mental illness, overdoses, and suicide will continue to be on the rise.

So while I feel like a deflated balloon this week, my mojo will return. And my son who died is my incentive.

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Anne Moss Rogers

I am the mother of two boys and the owner of emotionally naked, a site that reached a quarter million people in its first 18 months. I am a writer and professional public speaker on the topics of suicide, addiction, mental illness, and grief and my book, Diary of a Broken Mind, will be published in the fall. I lost my youngest son, Charles, 20, to suicide June 5, 2015. As talented and funny as Charles was, letting other people know they matter was his greatest gift. And now the legacy I try and carry forward in my son's memory. Professional Speaker Website

14 thoughts on “When the world says give up, hope whispers”

  1. Hope whispers. Who else says this but someone who is tapped into a very deep river?? You are a conduit for something more powerful than we can ever understand. Thank you for keeping on in Charle’s honor. Sending you strength and buckets of love, today and always, Anne.

  2. I am inspired by your determination to make this world a better place, with more resources for those who suffer with suicidal thoughts- resources that Charles didn’t have. Love you much! Martha

  3. I see a picture of Charles and I recognize him -“ That’s Charles, Anne’s son,” I think, like you are part of my inner circle. We’ve been on the same path with a few other sudden-“friends”, people who instantly understand the deep stuff like hurting hearts from loss of a child. Get through today and you’ll find it in you to continue on. You are making a difference.! Anniversaries are so hard. 🙏 🤗

    1. I got through it. It was not this hard last year but then I didn’t have all the same circumstances. Book out soon so that really has me pushing forward. Thank you my fellow angel mom.

  4. Thank you for this blog. Last year I wrote you and wanted to die. My life seemed unbearable and I had held on to suicide for 20 plus years. I was living in a hotel with my son. I’m gay and had struggled with my sexuality for decades. But hope. Hope came in the form of medication. Slowly but steadily I am getting better. A new view on my life. I came to your site because I wanted to hang myself but I read about you and your son. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for doing this. It saved my life and though things aren’t great…they are no longer unbearable. Thank you thank you thank you. I feel much better now.

    1. You have no idea how welcome that comment is on a day like today. I remember your story and was touched by it. I wondered what happened to you and your boy but I am lifted by the fact that you found me, my tribe, Charles, and that you have fought for stability and your situation is not as dire. There are many nonprofits that help with specific aspects of getting back on your feet. You deserve that help so I hope you find it.

      You have done so much hard work and fought back to recapture your life and your son’s life. Thank you for coming back here and letting me know how you are and most importantly, that you are alive.

  5. Thinking of your brave self today Anne Moss.
    Thinking of the boy I never knew and will never forget.
    Love to you and your family on the worst day of your year – or at least one of them.
    Year five is better. Year five brings more determination and a new normal that is somewhat bearable.
    Love ya
    #tribeofafter

  6. Thinking hard about this….
    Hard not to be overcome by the emotions that this brings.
    I pray for you and your family Anne.
    I thank you for pushing on to honor Charles and to help others so profoundly.
    Everything you have done since that horrible day has shown your love and dedication and exemplified your character and that of your son.
    Wishing you peace and strength on this day. Much love, Jayne

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