big hugs :) john.

Right On! HUGS!

Wanted to comment on this. Yeah, it's really hard to know what to do about a suicidal niece. And I do not know what it's like for her. You can't stop someone who really wants to from suiciding. But for most of us, it's not that clear cut. For me, a part of me really wants to die, and that darkness is always there. But another part of me wants to keep living and try to make things better. Mostly I just want to end the hurting. To be able to accomplish things and not have it taken away from me over and over again--to feel my life isn't a waste. One of the things for me that drives suicide is..the feeling nobody would even notice. That I'm not making a difference for anyone. I still can't imagine anyone going into grief or mourning if I died--that's one of the things driving suicide. But...there's the other side, too. Chat's my play time. It's where I get to joke and tease and be treated as normal. It's a reminder that there is still fun in life. Smiles and laughter still exist, and that I can bring those smiles and laughts to the faces of others. For a while I forget the pain of what I have to deal with in real life. And I also get a feeling, if I weren't here, these people would miss me. I've seen how the room dies when I've been away for a week or more, and how it fills up again when I start being there every day again. And that helps. Your niece needs something like that. YOU need something like that. Reminders that you can still have a good time, can still have fun, can still love and be loved, can still matter to others. And reminders that there's hope. Darkness isn't all there is. Though sometimes it feels that way. Thanks for sharing this message with me. It was well worth reading! :) HUGS

hugs.. and if you need to talk.. you know where I am :)

It's always just around the corner... just out of reach and you're bringing tears to my eyes. Thanks for showing us your image -- you actually glow. I see your inner light. You're beautiful, truly. You've picked an amazing path in life.. and it picked you. Anyone who writes with the sheer born knack that you have needn't worry about what to tell those close to you -- let your heart carry your words. Your actions and patience will survive these trials.

Your words hit me straight in the heart and the gut - there are things in this life that are simply out of our control and acceptance of that is part of the challenge and even comfort. You care, and ultimately that's what counts in so many ways. It's sure what makes you such a gifted writer. Even if it hurts and causes a crying meltdown - and hey, only four hours once a year is pretty good. I can do four in a day.:o) You've always shown tremendous courage in your writing and it's no surprise it shows so brightly in your life as well. Thanks for sharing your feellings ... you're not raw, girl, your perfect and real and it looks very good on you. :o) CC

Well, I'm really sorry about all the stress!! I have found that when I'm working on an image, I really don't think about anything else. This is a really escape for me. I think you are very lucky to have such a wonderful talent with words and stories. Hang in there!!!!

First of all.... here's a ((((BIG HUG)))) :o) I'm really not sure how you would explain to your niece how you feel. Maybe if you send her here to read this.. maybe she'd finally understand that you care? I don't know.. but it's worth a try :o) About the suicide thing.. I know life can get pretty bad at times, but if you stop long enough and think, you will realize that it could always be worse.. Suicide is never an answer..

We are here for ya. We are all a big family here at Rosity.

Venting is good... exploding is messy. I am glad you are feelin ok now. :o)

"once a year I'd have a full emotional melt down and cry for 4 hours" -- That's not normal? I do that on a weekly basis. Some say I've been melted down most all my lifetime. WINK. Trying to make 'logic' out of life at times is like thinking you surely are going to win the lottery - the next ticket you buy. It ain't gonna' happen. So, my dear soul, deep breathe, hug and love those in your life that are dearest to you. Above all, give YOURSELF a HUG each day first. Your gas tank has to be full to drive others (old, dumb TallPockets analogy). Btw - you don't look bad for a ''62'' year old mother of four. WINK2. PEACE to you, dear lady. TallPockets/brian.

brian you are having way too much fun thank you all for your supportive comments just want to add that Boum Tom Dudley Calum and BRian along with Linda Laura Voliet Ori bez and every one else who has ever posted a comment on my work are the ones that have given me the courage to keep aming for the stars and you know what the day i make it we are gonna have one heck of a party just hope those hearts are up to it guys lol and your pocket books becouse its gonna be a long flight for some of you

venting, crying and writing are all healthy outlets for what you are going through. Suicide has touched my family twice and there is a fear of it happening again. The fear, the helplesness you feel can be overwhelming and that is hard to deal with many times it is just finding the strength to get through another day that is hard but take comfort from your friends and family Chris

Goodness. I don't often comment on people's art ( never really considering myself an artist and therefore not exactly qualifying for an "artistic opinion" ).. however this really spoke to me and I felt the need. Firstly.. purely on a superficial level it's great to see such a lovely pic of you. Time and time again you've left such uplifting comments and I want to assure you that although I've kept quiet it doesn't mean that I haven't seen or admired your work. Secondly.. depression is something that I have a lot of experience with , as do a lot of "arty" types I guess, and being bipolar thoughts of suicide are something that crop up regularly. It's an endless pit of dispair. The upside however is that you are doing all that possibly can be done. To feel loved , valued and sometimes just noticed is often enough to cling on for just one more night. And the night after that... and so on. Never ever underestimate what you're doing.. it's the littlest things that can sometimes make the world of difference. Take care, my thoughts are with you. Michelle x

Davina,your courage is awesome,I admire you for this no end.I thasnkyou from the heart for you openess and your honesty.Im your age and feel alot of what you wrote.Why are there so many dilmes and real problems in life.We cant do much about it I feel.We can guide to our best abilitys and hope the others take from what we do and say .I have regrets in this life,wishing I said the righ thing or done the right thing sonner,prevention could of happened in certain scenarios etc..I feel with your niece she has not seen enough to realise her situation.I could only suggest if possible a day away from all others and a teach of what life is to us.How the way we are tested and its our contribuation towards others aswell that matters in this life.We may feel heavy burdens now but we are onl;y menat to be weighed with what we can carry.She will get what she seeks from this life with patients ,its just a test at times to have it.Im not religious at all,I have theorys thats all!Mnay humans want to help each other..If you tell your niece to read from this website ,its the guest book comments of people whom have just lost loved ones.Its hard but shows what suicide leaves with others,strentgh isnt taking your life but fighting through it all.It gets easier ,always..Hugs calum to you both. http://www.after-death.com/guestbook/page01.shtml

I just read this piece of yours. That TallPockets sure seems to have the right take on life.

Surely wish you the best. Stephen http://adrr.com/living/

Hey, I forgot to tell you something. Your still as beautiful as you were in High school. You have not changed one bit.

i think we've all been here! Its just very rare somebody speaks up!