tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141104755911872982024-03-13T07:50:49.673-07:00Lighting Up the SkySuicide awareness and prevention. The personal stories of those whose lives have been touched by suicide. Grief resources and more.Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comBlogger397125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-50412703582144486922023-12-01T00:00:00.000-08:002023-12-01T00:00:00.136-08:00Jeremiah Clarke<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Jeremiah Clarke</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">was an English </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baroque_music" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Baroque music">baroque</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> composer and </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Organist" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Organist">organist</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, most familiar for </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_of_Denmark%27s_March" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Prince of Denmark's March"><i>Trumpet Voluntary,</i></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> a popular piece often played at wedding ceremonies.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Clarke is said to have fallen in love with a woman who was above his social class. Distraught over the impossibility of the romance, Clarke died by suicide in December of 1707. Jeremiah Clarke was thirty three years old when he died.</span></span><br />
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<br />Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-30555937210520700572023-02-24T00:30:00.000-08:002023-02-24T00:30:00.154-08:00 Bernard Loiseau<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Bernard Loiseau</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> (13 January 1951 – 24 February 2003) was a </span>French<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> </span>chef. <span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">He decided to become a chef as a teenager, apprenticing at the famous </span>La Maison Troisgros<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> run by the brothers Jean and Pierre Troisgros in </span>Roanne<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> between 1968 and 1971.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Loiseau</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> was hailed as a prodigy by the </span>Gault Millau<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> guide. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Loiseau bought La Côte d'Or from Verger in 1982, and the well known </span>Michelin Guide<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> bestowed the coveted 3-star rating on his establishment in 1991. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Loiseau had made a life's ambition of becoming a 3-star chef, a goal which had required 17 years of hard work at La Côte d'Or to achieve. Toward the end of his life, tastes in popular food styles were changing and Loiseau was afraid of losing his three star rating.<br /><br />On February 24, 2003, Loiseau died by suicide. It was reported</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> that Loiseau was despondent over his debt issues and decreasing patronage and popularity at his restaurant, He was fifty years old when he died.</span></span><br />
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-37130483778038454452022-12-05T00:30:00.001-08:002022-12-05T00:30:00.151-08:00Nicholas Vachel Lindsay<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Nicholas Vachel Lindsay</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> was an American </span>poet<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">. He is considered a founder of modern </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">singing poetry,</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> as he referred to it, in which verses are meant to be sung or chanted.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">He study at the </span>Art Institute of Chicago<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> from 1900 to 1903. In 1904 he left to attend the New York School of Art (now </span>The New School<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">) to study pen and ink. Lindsay remained interested in art for the rest of his life, drawing illustrations for some of his poetry. </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">In 1905, Lindsay's primary focus became his poetry. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lindsay received a fair amount of acclaim and success, however, his writing accomplishments were overshadowed by his themes around African Americans, in which he represented both his respect for their musical culture, but also contributed to the stereotypes of the 'savage' African.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lindsay's personal life was rife with financial struggles, especially in his late forties when he married a much younger wife and had two children. He exhausted himself travelling to do poetry readings, with little financial success.<br /><br />On December 5, 1931, Nicholas Lindsay died by suicide. He was fifty two years old.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Bryan Stanley Johnson</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> was an English experimental novelist, poet and literary critic. He also produced television programs and films.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">While not well known, Johnson still has a cult following. A critically acclaimed film adaptation of the last of the novels published while he was alive, <i>Christie Malry's Own Double-Entry</i> (1973), was released in 2000.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In April 2013, the British Film Institute released <i>You're Human Like the Rest of Them</i>, a collection of Johnson's films, as part of the BFI Flipside DVD series.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There is a large collection of literary papers and correspondence of B. S. Johnson in the British Library.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Most of his acclaim occurred posthumously. In the latter years of his life, Johnson was increasingly depressed by his lack of commercial success. On November 13, 1973, Bryan Johnson lost his life to suicide. He was forty years old at the time of his death.</span></div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-11896627107660431202022-11-04T07:34:00.007-07:002022-11-04T07:46:10.053-07:00Squarely in My Heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7AUd6nalE3XHJ8BsVc5cViDiJIPiIrf1XJFD8VD3AaUrG8tYnOIgeUe_N0BPKWN9W2xwgNFXhTMLw7SRAAIFtRjQZSzsDSfXrpkBt_3b8hrXHdMj2kaX13Fk21bken1tyOERDGAy38VZ7EREH4-wK4JGY4_o0OZkBJS6pIuYo1stM2xZ-kVFMvJA/s1328/1D2B3894-9451-4391-8196-43CEC1E8C6FD.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1328" data-original-width="1260" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7AUd6nalE3XHJ8BsVc5cViDiJIPiIrf1XJFD8VD3AaUrG8tYnOIgeUe_N0BPKWN9W2xwgNFXhTMLw7SRAAIFtRjQZSzsDSfXrpkBt_3b8hrXHdMj2kaX13Fk21bken1tyOERDGAy38VZ7EREH4-wK4JGY4_o0OZkBJS6pIuYo1stM2xZ-kVFMvJA/w380-h400/1D2B3894-9451-4391-8196-43CEC1E8C6FD.jpeg" width="380" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>My life is in flux. I am making a slow move from one place to another. The concept of home is expanding. It involves new people and new places and new things. All of it is worthwhile and all of it feels right, <i>almost</i> all the time. <div><br /></div><div>I am shifting from one place where my heart was squarely planted, to another place entirely. Right or not, it isn’t always the easiest transition. There are some days when I feel like one foot is planted in one home and another foot is planted elsewhere. Neither foot provides me with stable ground.</div><div><br /></div><div>A few nights ago I was particularly overwhelmed. I had trouble sleeping. It was the middle of the night and for all intents and purposes, I felt alone. Knowing that something good is on its way only provides so much comfort when it is not quite there yet.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was tired and frustrated and trying to arrange details in my head, which is a somewhat futile effort at 3 a.m. Eventually, I sat on the floor and put my head into my hands. I cried a little. Under my breath I said the truest words that I knew in that moment. <i>I want my mom. </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Eventually the feelings of frustration and overwhelm subsided. I was able to focus on everything good once again. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I was left with this contemplation: I wonder if my mother knew when she died that for all my life she would be inextricably woven into my concept of home. Perhaps I fell asleep a few nights ago because I beckoned her, and her spirit encouraged me to lay down. </div><div><br /></div><div>Perhaps there was a gentle breeze in the house as the memory of my mother passed through. Maybe she patted my back and kissed the top of my head, as mothers do.</div><div><br /></div><div>So often, in this blog in particular, I talk about the pain my mother left behind when she died. Still, a few nights ago when the memory of her comforted me, I was so glad for the good memories of her from when she was alive.</div><div><br /></div><div>She would have been 75 years old today. If she were here, I would tell her happy birthday. She is not here though, so instead I will whisper those words inside myself, knowing that she still comes when I need her, because now she resides squarely in my heart, which is exactly where she belongs. </div>Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-11888219150328692922022-09-01T11:07:00.002-07:002022-09-02T11:11:23.036-07:00Today and Every Day.<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcwcTThb2C_FLMhmUWdgtaHogDc5G7AsVatwwJw-heAKf5Wvufrp3bXhBfgYrjiEdKwLLco5PKhvfFyOYzzGxfJY2HJf4Hg1rlmkjuRAWcPBpxczPNYZacZcnfGmBuuiu8jquW6CKmnn0Ds2CyJanx8X3uiAeTfNmPGRvyQcFcqyN6OxpU2jRjyg/s1198/97414229_1556550111170607_8328253951325503488_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1198" data-original-width="1062" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcwcTThb2C_FLMhmUWdgtaHogDc5G7AsVatwwJw-heAKf5Wvufrp3bXhBfgYrjiEdKwLLco5PKhvfFyOYzzGxfJY2HJf4Hg1rlmkjuRAWcPBpxczPNYZacZcnfGmBuuiu8jquW6CKmnn0Ds2CyJanx8X3uiAeTfNmPGRvyQcFcqyN6OxpU2jRjyg/w568-h640/97414229_1556550111170607_8328253951325503488_o.jpg" width="568" /></a><br /><br /></p>Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-34666370511483902502022-05-20T00:00:00.001-07:002022-05-20T00:00:00.153-07:00Lucy Gordon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Lucy Gordon </b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">was an </span>English<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> actress and model. She became a face of </span>CoverGirl<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> in 1997 before starting an acting career. Her first film was </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Perfume</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> in 2001 before going on to have small roles in </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Spider-Man 3</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Serendipity</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> and </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">The Four Feathers</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">. Gordon had played the actress and singer </span>Jane Birkin<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> in the film </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Gainsbourg</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, a biopic of singer-songwriter </span>Serge Gainsbourg<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Despite her success, Gordon suffered from frequent bouts of depression. On May 20, 2009, two days before her twenty ninth birthday, Lucy Gordon died by suicide.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">In September 1992, his second year in college, he began appearing naked in public to protest what he believed was the social repression of clothing. He was arrested by campus police for indecent exposure when he jogged naked near some</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> </span>dormitories<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">. The county prosecutor refused to prosecute, concluding that nudity without </span><a class="mw-redirect" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewd" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Lewd">lewd</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> behavior was not illegal. Martinez began strolling around campus naked, citing philosophical reasons. The university then banned nudity on campus.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">After college, Martinez </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">began to manifest symptoms of </span>mental illness<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> and he spent much of the next ten years in </span>halfway houses<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, psychiatric institutions, </span>homeless<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, and jail. Martinez showed signs of schizophrenia and was prescribed medication, but with little improvement.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Vice-Admiral <b>Robert FitzRoy</b> RN was an English officer of the Royal Navy and a scientist. He achieved lasting fame as the captain of HMS <i>Beagle</i> during Charles Darwin's famous voyage, FitzRoy's second expedition to Tierra del Fuego and the Southern Cone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">FitzRoy was a pioneering meteorologist who made accurate daily weather predictions, which he called by a new name of his own invention: "forecasts". In 1854 he established what would later be called the Met Office, and created systems to get weather information to sailors and fishermen for their safety.<span style="font-size: 13.3333px; white-space: nowrap;"> </span>He was an able surveyor and hydrographer. As Governor of New Zealand, serving from 1843 to 1845, he tried to protect the Maori from illegal land sales claimed by British settlers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He continued to be esteemed and became the Governor of New Zealand. After his return to Britain, in September 1848, he was made superintendent of the Royal Naval Dockyards at Woolwich. In March 1849 he was given his final sea command, the screw frigate HMS <i>Arrogant</i>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In 1850, FitzRoy retired from active service, partly due to ill health. The following year, in 1851, he was elected to the Royal Society with the support of 13 fellows, including Charles Darwin. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Yu-ri Kim</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">was a </span>South Korean<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> </span>fashion model<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, who was active from late 2000s to early 2010s.<span style="font-size: 13.3333px; white-space: nowrap;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">During that time, she was considered one of the most promising models in the </span>runway<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> scene in South Korea.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Yu-ri Kim died by suicide on August 29, 1989. Kim was said to have complained about the extreme pressure to be thin in the modeling industry. It has also been suggested that she was suffering from profound grief. Two years prior to her death, her mother died of a heart attack, and a few months prior to her death, her father died of cancer. Yu-ri Kim was twenty one years old at the time of her death.</span></span><br />
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<b style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Lee Eun-ju </b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">was a </span>South Korean<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> actress. She was the star of hit films including </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Taegukgi </i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">and </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">The Scarlet Letter</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">After finding work as a model, she began to be offered roles in various TV dramas, including </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Start</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> and </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">KAIST</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">. Her film debut came in 1999, when she played the younger sister in Park Chong-wan's award-winning feature </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Rainbow Trout</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">.<span style="font-size: 13.3333px; white-space: nowrap;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Her first lead role came as the title character in acclaimed director </span>Hong Sang-soo<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">'s </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Virgin Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> (2000), where she gave one of the most memorable performances in all of Hong's films. Following this, she teamed with actor </span>Lee Byung-hun<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> in the 2001 hit film </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Bungee Jumping of Their Own</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">, and also scored a hit opposite </span>Cha Tae-hyun<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> in the melodrama </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Lovers' Concerto</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Despite her success, her family says that Eun-ju suffered from crippling depression, On February 22, 2005, Lee Eun-ju died by suicide. She was twenty four years old.</span><br />
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-67475699410944038512022-02-17T00:30:00.000-08:002022-02-17T00:30:00.150-08:00Mindy McCready<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Malinda (Mindy) Gayle McCready</b> was an American country music singer. She recorded five albums. Her debut album, 1996's <i>Ten Thousand Angels</i>, was released on BNA Records and was certified 2× Platinum by the RIAA, while 1997's <i>If I Don't Stay the Night</i> was certified Gold.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">While her career was in a decline at the end of her life, this was not her only difficulty. She also received significant media coverage regarding her troubled personal life and suicide attempts.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On February 17, 2013, Mindy McCready died by suicide. She was 37 years old.</span></div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-7063250234235206712022-01-07T00:30:00.000-08:002022-01-07T00:30:00.156-08:00John Lee<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Jonathan Henry</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> "</span><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Jon</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">" </span><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Lee</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> was a Welsh drummer. He was</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> a member of Newport band </span>The Darling Buds which underwent several name changes before t<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">he band signed to </span>The Echo Label<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> and changed their name to Feeder. Feeder experienced wide spread success.<br /><br />Lee's family indicated that they felt that Jon was often happy, and they were surprised by his decision to take his life.</span></span><br />
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Jon Lee died by suicide on January 7, 2002. He was thirty three years old when he died.<br />
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-1435628506555489512021-12-25T00:30:00.000-08:002021-12-25T00:30:00.182-08:00Vic Chesnutt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In 1996, Chesnutt was exposed to a wider audience with the release of the charity record <i>Sweet Relief II: Gravity of the Situation</i>, the proceeds from which went to the Sweet Relief Fund. The album consisted of Chesnutt covers by famous musicians including R.E.M., Madonna, The Smashing Pumpkins, and Soul Asylum, among others.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Injuries from a 1983 car accident left him partially paralyzed; he used a wheelchair and had limited use of his hands. Chesnutt suffered from depression throughout his life, and in the last years of his life he repeatedly told people that he was suicidal and/or had experienced failed attempts at suicide.<br /><br />On Christmas day, 2009, James 'Vic' Chesnutt died by suicide. He was forty five years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">November 12, 1964 – December 25, 2009</span></div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-2148252580513668502021-12-05T00:30:00.000-08:002021-12-05T00:30:00.157-08:00Doug Hopkins<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Hopkins' writing credits included the hits "Hey Jealousy", "Found Out About You", "Hold Me Down," and "Lost Horizons". Throughout his adult life he struggled with mental illness and alcoholism. Shortly after receiving a gold disc for "Hey Jealousy", Doug Hopkins died by suicide. He was thirty years old when he died.</span></div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-66536923130293488122021-11-19T00:30:00.001-08:002021-11-23T11:11:42.209-08:00Daul Kim<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Daul</b> Kim was an international model from South Korea. She was also a painter and a regular blogger. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Designers like Karl Lagerfeld, Vivienne Westwood, Chanel, and Alexander McQueen frequently used Kim to showcase their latest collections.<sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-nym_4-0" style="line-height: 1; unicode-bidi: isolate; white-space: nowrap;"></sup></span></div>
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Daul frequently made mention in her social media posts that she was struggling with depression and suicidal ideation. On November 19, 2009, Daul Kim died by suicide. She was twenty years old.</div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-73525156850940019562021-11-14T12:19:00.016-08:002021-11-14T14:14:42.739-08:00Starting From Here<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMdyDLhyCtM9aN7eFgP98irtN5Ct2op7HdWFrbaB3AcjXXKsrZYrRT14J26SCJvftKN8iGw2Tlts74RckIppemlarrAdPks_D7wh_C8-pisZaMXL6KReiTBbQ4bTS_TJMGge4JjtuXbY/s960/000_9JL8WA+%25281%2529.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="844" data-original-width="960" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMdyDLhyCtM9aN7eFgP98irtN5Ct2op7HdWFrbaB3AcjXXKsrZYrRT14J26SCJvftKN8iGw2Tlts74RckIppemlarrAdPks_D7wh_C8-pisZaMXL6KReiTBbQ4bTS_TJMGge4JjtuXbY/w640-h562/000_9JL8WA+%25281%2529.webp" width="640" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; text-align: left;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; text-align: left;">There are no real start-overs, only start-from-heres.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; text-align: left;" /><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; text-align: left;">― </span><span class="authorOrTitle" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: left;">Richelle E. Goodrich</span></i></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><p></p><p>Yesterday was International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day. I noted it on this site, but other than that, I let the day sit quietly. What I did do yesterday, was head for the ocean.<br /><br />I went surfing and I was riding a board that was given to me by a friend. The gift was lovely, kind, and very generous. It was also particularly poignant.<br /><br />Twenty years ago, when my mother died by suicide, this same friend encouraged me to begin my healing journey by getting into the ocean. She taught me to surf, and this was the board she used while she taught me. A few days ago, my friend put this same board into my hands and said to me me, "This is yours now." </p><p>When I received the board, the deck was covered in thick dark grey bumps. My son looked at it and cringed. "What are <i>those?" </i>he asked. You see, my son doesn't surf. Fellow surfers would know what the bumps were, immediately. Wax.<br /><br />Surfers put wax on the deck so that they don't slide off the board in the water. It is ironic in some ways, that without the thing that keeps you where you are, you can not move forward.<br /><br />Wax, when applied, is clean and white. But, each time the board heads into the ocean, sand begins to embed itself into the wax. After a while, the white turns to grey, and as time goes by, the grey becomes darker and more evident. In order for the wax on the base to be effective, it has to be applied again and again. The bumps become larger and darker every time we do this. Wax buildup on a board means that it will be even less slippery. And that's the entire goal. So, when I saw the bumpy grey wax on the board that was given to me, I didn't see a board that was ugly, I saw a board that was well loved.</p><p>Still my friend pointed out that I might want to scrape the old wax off. I agreed. I wanted to give the deck a fresh start. So I headed to my favorite surf shop. They had a little kit that included a special comb to scrape the wax, and a small cloth bag to polish the board after. They too suggested I wait for warmer weather.<br /><br />But when would the weather be warmer? In the spring? Next summer? Five months from now? Six? I didn't want to wait. So, I was determined. I knew, things can be done. Even hard things. Even things that you don't believe you will get through. I knew.</p><p>So, on Tuesday night I took that board into my house. I set it down on my living room floor, sat beside it, and got to work.<br /><br />It took me<i> five </i>hours to scrape the hardened wax off. At the end of the night both my fingers and my back were cramping. When I was done, there was one part of the board that remained a little grainy. It was at the very tip. I don't know the reasons, but the wax on the tip was harder and more embedded. I scraped at the wax for as long as I could, and then I decided to let the minor grey discoloration remain. If I scraped at it any more, I ran the risk of damaging the top of the board itself. Still, overall, the board was shiny and beautiful, all around. Even I was amazed when I sat back and looked at what my work produced.</p><p>And then, I took a deep breath and did the thing that was necessary so the board could carry me into the water. I applied new wax.<br /><br />When I did this, the shine I worked so hard to uncover was clouded once again. The lovely colors were muted, and the scribbles of new wax were visible everywhere.<br /><br />In other words, the board was absolutely perfect.</p><p>It's true, yesterday was International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day. But, instead of making a big fuss over it, I headed to the ocean and got in the water. At first I carried my new board. When the water became too deep, I put it down and hopped on, so that the board would carry <i>me</i>, instead.</p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">~~~</p><p><br />Here is the thing. Other people might deem grief ugly or upsetting, but I see something different. I look at my fellow survivors of suicide loss and I see people who loved someone so much that the loss has broken their heart. <b>That broken heart is evidence of love, not something ugly.</b><br /><br />Some of us sit with grief that all can see, for years. Sometimes even, we sit with overwhelming grief for a lifetime. Still, the grief is proof of love. Those who don't understand how grief works, may never understand that prolonged grieving is not a sign of weakness. In truth, this kind of grieving requires a lot of strength.<br /><br />But some survivors make a decision to move forward. This is <i>not</i> the better thing or the stronger thing, it is just a different thing. And it takes so much effort. Loss does not gently fall away, it is processed and chipped at and allowed to be for as long as needed. That's how it works. Grief makes the rules, not us.</p><p>And still, as shiny and new as we seem - there is almost always a vestige of the visible grief that remains. Let that be. If we try to scrape from ourselves every last inch of grief, we are more likely to do damage than to somehow improve.<br /><br />To my fellow survivors of suicide loss, I offer this reminder: In the end, it is not the shine of having 'moved on' that makes us lovely. Grief can be purposeful. What I want for all of us, is that we learn that grief is not dirty or bad. </p><p>Allow your grief to be here, even if others don't understand.<br /><br />Know this, your grief is the thing that makes you strong, and beautiful, and ready. You don't have to start over entirely in order to heal. Wherever you are in your journey, let it be ok for today. For survivors of suicide loss, we can not change the past. This one thing remains the same for all of us:<br /><br />There are no start-overs, there are only start-from-heres.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpX8pwPEcv2QILzKm9Y_n4VQh_Zr9Rh0fqsryn5rO3G4Kv0oN-9TkuTXnu99eZUK9JuBp9HrPpbOf4sh33BuurtYa2fZZCxoGEPREPF27yPcmGM1s-UAoiVdT4x2VAvlJApR8ur0K8RQ/s960/257139849_2017580818400865_6901665758183669717_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="675" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpX8pwPEcv2QILzKm9Y_n4VQh_Zr9Rh0fqsryn5rO3G4Kv0oN-9TkuTXnu99eZUK9JuBp9HrPpbOf4sh33BuurtYa2fZZCxoGEPREPF27yPcmGM1s-UAoiVdT4x2VAvlJApR8ur0K8RQ/w281-h400/257139849_2017580818400865_6901665758183669717_n.jpg" width="281" /></a></div>Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-33508939945070819782021-11-13T00:00:00.000-08:002021-11-13T00:00:00.166-08:00International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtusWXM7agJxg4Ys6uPIv7WOp5J8xX1VvMwD_GOB-8L1hcT1jfrXRj1ezjVD49Fc-tlOD8PQuRMbk5hPVmf3vfhawoj7Fo59qqV27KGR3fjxmpTWnnaqcR73ib4gSmlESLRvdkFy5y8Xg/s1080/uber.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtusWXM7agJxg4Ys6uPIv7WOp5J8xX1VvMwD_GOB-8L1hcT1jfrXRj1ezjVD49Fc-tlOD8PQuRMbk5hPVmf3vfhawoj7Fo59qqV27KGR3fjxmpTWnnaqcR73ib4gSmlESLRvdkFy5y8Xg/w640-h640/uber.png" width="640" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtusWXM7agJxg4Ys6uPIv7WOp5J8xX1VvMwD_GOB-8L1hcT1jfrXRj1ezjVD49Fc-tlOD8PQuRMbk5hPVmf3vfhawoj7Fo59qqV27KGR3fjxmpTWnnaqcR73ib4gSmlESLRvdkFy5y8Xg/s1080/uber.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></p><p style="text-align: left;">From the AFSP (American Foudation for Suicide Prevention) website:</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span face="PaulGroteskSoft-Bold, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #262626; font-size: 2.25rem;">International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day</span></p><div class="css-1o7kcm2" style="box-sizing: inherit; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.8); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 18px; margin: 36px 0px -24px; max-width: 920px; padding: 0px 50px;"><p style="box-sizing: inherit; color: #262626; font-family: AvenirNextLTPro-Regular, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; margin: 0px 0px 1.45rem; padding: 0px;">International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day is an event in which survivors of suicide loss come together to find connection, understanding, and hope through their shared experience. This year, International Survivors of Suicide Loss Day is Saturday, November 21, 2020.</p></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">To learn more about resources for suvivors of suicide loss who are also impacted by the pandamic, click the image below.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://afsp.org/story/when-hope-shows-up-adapting-international-survivors-of-suicide-loss-day-during-th" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_CyR1G2uDoIPahplZAAGBfqXwbACiNFiLkexxOFob-2OeMRARCVEhaEFNa6r079JNTtE0uR8qqOErGkuLGtmf-o64KcgBOh60oHbOMF1zINxQCOzt-rosLccOKaVNCkyLGCCWOvLukQk/w400-h400/121107213_1694305234061760_6041490961058047376_o.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-19618936523957974942021-11-10T09:38:00.000-08:002021-11-10T09:38:00.150-08:00Robert Enke<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Enke most notably played for Benfica and Barcelona, but made the majority of his appearances for Bundesliga side Hannover 96 in his homeland.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He won eight full international caps for the German national team between the 1999 Confederations Cup and his death in 2009, and was part of the squad which finished as runners-up in Euro 2008.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In 2009 was married and at the height of his fame and success. However, he had long suffered from depression.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On November 10, 2009, Robert Enke lost his life to suicide. At the time of his death, he was widely considered to be a leading contender for the German number one spot at the 2010 World Cup. Robert Enke was thirty two years old when he died.</span></div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-72007020765647471932021-11-02T10:12:00.001-07:002021-11-02T10:24:20.410-07:00Charmaine Dragun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Charmaine Margaret Dragun</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">was a successful </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australians" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="Australians">Australian</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"> broadcast journalist. She was a co-anchor on </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Ten Eyewitness News.</i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Dragun graduated from the </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Western Australian Academy of Performing Arts</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">with a degree in broadcast journalism.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.3333px; white-space: nowrap;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">She began her career as a radio journalist and newsreader at Perth radio stations</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> and</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> was nominated for</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Young Journalist Of The Year. </i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">She also </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">won both the Australian and state</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Best radio Reports</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">award. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">Dragun then moved on from radio to television when she was offered a position at Network Ten. </span><div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: inherit; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Dragun developed anorexia while she was attending university at the WA Academy of Performing Arts and continued to have problems related to the eating disorder for the remainder of her life. As an adult, Dragun was also diagnosed with depression and struggled with that condition for many years.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In 2007 Dragun told a family member that she was feeling hopeless. In November of that same year, Dragun lost her life to suicide. She was 29 years old when she died.</span></div>
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Lester H. Cuneo was an American stage and silent film actor. Born in Chicago, Illinois, he began acting in live theater while still in his teens.<br />
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Lester embarked on a film career in 1912. Working in early Hollywood, his popularity increased after he switched from comedic roles to the increasingly popular western film genre.
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Cuneo married in 1920 and had two children with his wife. However, his film career began to decline and his marriage failed. In 1927, Lester Cuneo died by suicide. He was thirty seven years old when he died.<br />
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<span style="text-align: start;">October 25, 1888 – November 1, 1925</span></div>
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Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-83764369441160728972021-09-30T00:00:00.000-07:002021-09-30T00:00:00.209-07:00DAY 30 - 365 Days a Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91Jl8kqWG2ZM4bq8nFjdttFpbi4ykqVVQxVOuTUDzJD-n4owIAMhWEIaaYR41LC1FI4Ew2Z2SpugXF7tHApY1zMfKr3oOMl5TUNVU8AL-zbo8jI28qXBkbsxbtb7IGVNbvxcsPLEBTp8/s1198/97414229_1556550111170607_8328253951325503488_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1198" data-original-width="1062" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91Jl8kqWG2ZM4bq8nFjdttFpbi4ykqVVQxVOuTUDzJD-n4owIAMhWEIaaYR41LC1FI4Ew2Z2SpugXF7tHApY1zMfKr3oOMl5TUNVU8AL-zbo8jI28qXBkbsxbtb7IGVNbvxcsPLEBTp8/w568-h640/97414229_1556550111170607_8328253951325503488_o.jpg" width="568" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Chelisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01693045575949237072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-814110475591187298.post-4927459983746599142021-09-29T09:06:00.001-07:002021-09-29T09:06:33.673-07:00DAY 29 - Leaning Into The Arms Of Grace<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyh_gJ0Lg6z8_lwq06QSf1X4-L-fPtzTkV5Vi_xJ62Kynin91KBpahnFlqcecAQxV67bndEURjaKezNCgOJ2qMCVvr4_4kR8gJTwAe0ckzhhGYBhAUyt-pfKKnGerXpn4m6wsLV_P3Dw/s600/El+Collie.jpg" style="background-color: white; color: #2673d1; font-family: "Times New Roman", Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15.4px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration-line: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="572" data-original-width="600" height="610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyh_gJ0Lg6z8_lwq06QSf1X4-L-fPtzTkV5Vi_xJ62Kynin91KBpahnFlqcecAQxV67bndEURjaKezNCgOJ2qMCVvr4_4kR8gJTwAe0ckzhhGYBhAUyt-pfKKnGerXpn4m6wsLV_P3Dw/w640-h610/El+Collie.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; 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