Suicide: Madison Holleran

You know…suicide is something that I’m keenly interested in. I know, it’s a little weird, but it’s something that I’ve been low-key surveying.

For better understanding, I’m curious to know exactly WHAT it is that drives an individual to harm them self. I know the pressures of life, and I know the outside pressures of friends and family, but what is that one thing that makes you snap?

Not to get too deep into neuroscience, but I do know that with enough pressure and influence, our mind creates scenarios that are illusionary–not real.

Is the depression really that bad of a beast?
Or maybe it’s us.
Maybe we lack sensitivity, and are ignorant to believe, that because someone is attractive and seemed to have it all, whether having material possessions or the ability to attract immediate attention, that their lives HAS TO BE perfect.

Maybe we’ve forgotten that there are various degrees of perfection. Maybe we’ve adopted the new age of bullying and calling it thorough.
Because when you immediately view Madison Holleran’s story, the first thing that is going to come out of your mouth is that she is beautiful. And then you’ll wonder why she could have ever committed suicide looking the way she looks.

No, don’t feel bad. It was my thoughts too. But, because I’ve been observing this since high school, I know that the pretty smiles, neat clothes, and the empty laughter are just an illusion.

Trying to be.
Wanting to be.
Never to become.

It’s like having a million friends with not ONE to call on. It’s an empty feeling…

This is WHY I am an advocate for personal development and authenticity. I continuously attempt to create a space to disenfranchise conformity, and allow others to express individuality.

Suicide seems selfish, but those people are a victim of you; us.
Our pressures. Our rules. Our definitions of what is and what’s supposed to be.
Before you cast out your opinion, think.

The lack of understanding and/or the interest to understand is the disease of a nation.

For anyone reading this, if no one else is there for you to talk to, I am. You’re life is FAR to precious to put an end to it.

Rest in Peace to University of Pennsylvania’s, Madison Holleran. ❤



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Sarah Lee

Welcome! My name is Sarah Lee and I'm a Business Strategist and social entrepreneur who loves the outdoors, a good book, and scary movies year round! Throughout this quirky, rich, and mysterious life of mine, I genuinely love to 'share' my experiences as a learning tool. I thought, what better way to track my level of growth than by sharing my experiences and the lessons learned thereof, than in my blog? A wise woman once said, "You are your own masterpiece, therefore, instead of mastering it, master you."

2 thoughts on “Suicide: Madison Holleran”

  1. Depression is THAT beastly. While I agree that all of us can be kinder to one another, depression requires an attention that our world often ignores—perhaps because it’s stigmatized as a woman’s issue–an emotional upset that can be easily fixed. Shoulder shrug. Suicide takes courage. And I imagine those who commit suicide didn’t just “snap.” Instead, they just couldn’t fight the beast anymore. Living just got too hard.

    1. Yeah…I agree. There’s a sinking feeling in my stomach (while replying and thinking of suicide) that is hard to verbalize. I think it has to do with a hopelessness feeling of what you just said, “…depression requires an attention that our world often ignores.” I mean..where do we jump start the attention or the interest of others to pay attention? When someone they know commits suicide?

      I don’t know. *shrugs

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