by admin | May 4, 2015 | blog, Hope, Life, Love
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by admin | Apr 19, 2015 | blog, Hope, Life, Love, Suicide, Uncategorized
Why did ten young people wake up one morning and convene at a Central London Hospital to take part in a suicide pact? What possessed them to do this? What possessed them to drink a concoction of stolen hospital drugs mixed with chemicals, the mixture so strong that it dissolved their innards in minutes? They died in so much pain – their dead faces were literally gargoyle in agony as blood oozed out of their orifices. From back blurb of U Murder U (Suicide). 13 year old Jimmy Duncan was one of the young people at the hospital that morning – this is his story. It was a school day. Jimmy Duncan didn’t go to school today; instead he went to the local internet cafe and sat in front of a computer for hours. This was his safe place – here there was no bullying, no hateful words, no hitting and no laughing at him. Here he played games, listened to music and chatted with virtual friends online. He spent six hours in the internet cafe and during that time he ate ten packets of crisps, five chocolate bars, five packets of sweets (500g packs) and he drank a litre of cheap cola. At 3pm he left the cafe and walked home choosing not to take the bus and face public humiliation. Jimmy closed the front door, he heard sounds coming from the front room; the TV was on. He walked into the front room and saw his mother asleep on the settee. A half full one litre bottle of cider was next to an empty cider bottle under...
by admin | Apr 10, 2015 | Depressed, Hope, Life, Love, Macmillan Nurse, Suicide
Why did ten young people wake up one morning and convene at a Central London Hospital to take part in a suicide pact? What possessed them to do this? What possessed them to drink a concoction of stolen hospital drugs mixed with chemicals, the mixture so strong that it dissolved their innards in minutes? They died in so much pain – their dead faces were literally gargoyle in agony as blood oozed out of their orifices. From back blurb of U Murder U (Suicide). 14 year old Aisha Patel was one of the young people at the hospital that morning – this is her story. Aisha Patel had a dream – she wanted to study medicine. She was fourteen years old and knew exactly where she wanted to study medicine and what she wanted to specialise in when she finished her basic training. Her paternal grandmother had died of breast cancer last year and Aisha had spent a lot of time with her grandmother before her demise and had seen firsthand how great the Macmillan nurses had been with her grandmother and how the doctors at the hospital had taken good care of her. She told her grandmother of her dream and her grandmother had given Aisha her blessing and told Aisha that she could be whatever she dreamed. When her grandmother had died Aisha felt like a part of her had also died because her parents and three brothers never seemed to have time for her. Being the third child it was easy to get lost and be invisible. In her family boys were valuable and girls were...
by admin | Mar 30, 2015 | blog, Hope, Life, Love, Uncategorized
Each year one million people die from suicide – A growing number of these people are Teenagers – At GLL Publishing we believe this has to stop. The ‘Talk To Someone’ Campaign is geared towards encouraging people to get help by talking to someone. There are so many organisations like NSPCC, ChildLine, Kidscape, Samaritans etc that help people. Don’t Suffer in silence – Talk To Someone!!! Next month the GLL Publishing Blog will start a series of short stories based on the lives of ten teenagers who convened at a Central London hospital to take part in a suicide pact. The stories are taken from the book, ‘U Murder U (Suicide), which is a fictional novel published by GLL Publishing. Gladys x 30th March 2015 www.gllpublishing.com https://www.facebook.com/gllpublishings.co.uk?ref=hl...
by admin | Mar 1, 2015 | blog, Hope, Life, Love, Suicide
Sometimes I wonder why he didn’t Talk To Someone. They say it’s the people left behind who suffer when you go. They do you know, they really suffer when you go, they constantly ask themselves what they could have done to stop you, what they could have done to change your mind and help you see that everything looks different under different shades of light. A Proverb says – Weeping may endure for the night but Joy comes in the morning. You may think that you have no one to talk to, you are so wrong. Your mother or father, a relative or a friend will ask themselves a number of questions when you die, one of which will be, why didn’t you Talk To Someone? Some faiths believe that when you kill yourself you go to hell, where you remain for eternity. I believe that there is nothing so bad that you cannot get help to deal with it. To get through the weeping you have to believe that there can be joy, take fifteen minutes and make a list of some of the good things in your life, the people who love you and who you will be leaving behind, heartbroken and shattered. Recently, there seems to be one story or another in the newspapers about someone killing themselves every week. As a daughter, a mother, a sister, an aunt, a niece and a friend, if there is one thing I can say to make you change your mind about killing yourself it is this – Talk To Someone, don’t suffer alone – I say this in...
