Wednesday 27 March 2019

Celebrating the life of a survivor



This is the birthdate of Chester Bennington who died from suicide at the young age of 41.
He had a great impact on the world, as you can find out from reading the things being posted about him, today. Unfortunately, I did not know the person, I only knew the musician. And the musician truly reached me with his music. He sang about the pain and the struggle and it hit me hard, as I so often felt the very same pain.
;( The world will miss him.
In this farewell
There's no blood, there's no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth of a thousand lies
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've done
I'll face myself to cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
Put to rest what you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands of uncertainty
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've done
I'll face myself to cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving…
Something so many of us do-a common theme- accepting fault where so often there is none. That feeling of shame, when it’s not you but what’s been done to you. And that feeling of “nothingness inside of me”. Most of us know that pain and it is excruciating. Especially when it eats at you every day over and over for decades and decades. Chester Bennington is definitely not the “only person with these things in mind!
When this began,
I had nothing to say
And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me
(I was confused)
And I let it all out to find that I'm not the only person with these things in mind (inside of me)
But all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I got left to feel (nothing to lose)
Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own,
And the fault is my own
I want to heal, I want to feel,
What I thought was never real
I want to let go of the pain I felt so long (erase all the pain 'til it's gone)
I want to heal, I want to feel
Like I'm close to something real
I want to find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
And I've got nothing to say
I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face (I was confused)
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Connie Jean Conklin, MEd is a former mental health professional, decades long advocate for mental health consumers and a survivor of child abuse, herself. She feels it is important to share the knowledge she has gained through her experience and search for recovery so that others can heal sooner.

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