Technical Support

The people in my support group tell me that I should try to write. That's right - support group! Doesn't that sound very stuffy and 1985ish? It always makes me think of Fried Green Tomatoes where Kathy Bates goes to those menopause groups - "ToWanda!"


I don't think that support groups are designed for my social media involved, tell-everybody-everything generation. We don't need to sit in a room in a circle together because we can post it for the world to see. But, still I go.

I would venture to say that no one likes going to a support group. Not to indicate that these groups don't help but just the fact that one is in a support group implies that there is an unpleasant issue or event that needs to be dealt with. I mean, I haven't ever heard of the Millionaire Support Group or the Most Beautiful People Support Group. Maybe those groups are, indeed, out there but not on my radar since I am neither. But, I think it is safe to say that normally when you hear the term, a negative connotation is attached. Unfortunately, my group is no exception to that rule. It is a grief support group. A support group for those who have loved ones who committed suicide.

If this sounds choppy it is because it is. It is hard for me to write the words. On July 1, 2010 my sister decided to end her life.

They say I should write her a letter. Well, I'm not ready for that. I wrote this. This is first. I will write more as it feels right.