The guy across the road from Daniel’s killed himself last week.
He was young, maybe in his thirties.
And he was angry.
As we sat on the veranda watching a faded rainbow sunset
listening to cockatoos screech in silhouetted flight,
He sounded angry.
What is that moment I wonder
when the world is so bad, and you so helpless,
the only answer you find
is a rope pressed into your throat.
I don’t think he was angry.
hurt an ocean without shore,
and now it is theirs.
(c) Christina Donoghue 2017
I did a project last semester called ‘Bringing Home Our Boys’. The focus was men in Australia who take their own lives, their experiences and our responses. There were many signs, effects, societal contributors etc, but the overarching theme that developed is lack of community and connection with community.
Daniel has lived in that cul-de-sac for over 3 years now and that guy that killed himself around the same. As is a symptom of this life we have created, we don’t even know his name. There was no neighbour that he would have felt at home enough to go knock on the door and go have a beer, or to sit on their couch and spill his guts until those thoughts had passed.
It speaks to me about the kind of world we want to be responsible for creating.
My website Bringing Home Our Boys is linked here and was created with a group of inspiring young people. And it’s a conversation that needs to keep going. 8 people die from suicide everyday in Australia and 6 of those are men.
Speak with the people around you, and make sure everyone knows that there is always someone to talk to. Don’t let fear be the legacy of our generations.
If you or someone you know needs help please call:
Lifeline: 13 11 14
Mental Health Line: 1800 011 511
Mensline Australia: 1300 78 99 78
Kids Helpline: 1800 55 1800
Suicide Call back service: 1300 659 467