I want to share more about this young man who tried to take his life on Saturday morning…
Unfortunately, I know little about him. I know his name, which I choose not to put in this journal, but I do not know where he comes from, what he's in prison for, or if he has any family. I know he doesn't get visitors or mail. So he may indeed be alone in this world.
I know from my own past battles with suicide, and with my many bouts and battles with depression, that it is so easy to lose one's hope, and one's will to live in this place. Sometimes men opt to give up, or at least try to make one last cry for help before they make the decision to take their lives.
But now I understand that our lives are not to be thrown away. Instead, they are to be lived for the Lord. But for those who do not know Him, who have no relationship with Jesus Christ, they cannot fathom this. For them, life looks bleak and hopeless, and their emotional pain never stops.
Thankfully, suicides do not happen too often in prisons, but they happen often enough. Over the years, I have known a number of men who committed suicide. I've been to this point in my own mind, and in that state of negative thinking in which death seemed to be the only solution from my inner pain, and from the daily despair of prison life with all its emptiness and monotony. As I have said many times in letters, in my journal writings, and even when giving interviews, that if it were not for Christ's divine intervention, I'm certain I would have taken this route to my eternal doom. Now, thank God, I can see clearly. I'm thankful. He stopped me from ending my life.
D.B.
I know from my own past battles with suicide, and with my many bouts and battles with depression, that it is so easy to lose one's hope, and one's will to live in this place. Sometimes men opt to give up, or at least try to make one last cry for help before they make the decision to take their lives.
But now I understand that our lives are not to be thrown away. Instead, they are to be lived for the Lord. But for those who do not know Him, who have no relationship with Jesus Christ, they cannot fathom this. For them, life looks bleak and hopeless, and their emotional pain never stops.
Thankfully, suicides do not happen too often in prisons, but they happen often enough. Over the years, I have known a number of men who committed suicide. I've been to this point in my own mind, and in that state of negative thinking in which death seemed to be the only solution from my inner pain, and from the daily despair of prison life with all its emptiness and monotony. As I have said many times in letters, in my journal writings, and even when giving interviews, that if it were not for Christ's divine intervention, I'm certain I would have taken this route to my eternal doom. Now, thank God, I can see clearly. I'm thankful. He stopped me from ending my life.
D.B.