wow such a beautiful piece. it feels so personal and specific to you and yet somehow it's whispering directly in my ear. probably in everyone's ear. the way it holds something so heavy without ever feeling heavy to read is really rare. keep writing !!
The overarching message of this piece is so important. So many of us "think about the bridge" at one point or another in our lives. The awareness and tenderness you showed throughout this piece is truly inspiring and reminded me of how important it is to be that person for someone. On top of that... it is beautifully written!
Thank you so much for reading it this way. I think you’re right that a lot more people have had that thought than we admit out loud. That’s part of why I wanted to write it. I really appreciate this.
This was really moving and quietly heavy in a way that lingers. I like how it doesn’t try to rush past the feeling but instead sits with it and gives it space. There’s something very honest in the way it’s written🤍
wasn't just the story about suicide, bridges, or grief—it was the feeling of those friendships we once had and the people we've lost, whether through death, distance, or simply the passage of time.
It reminded me of the ride-or-die mentality we carried when we were younger. The loyalty was sincere, uncomplicated, and fierce. We believed we'd always be there for each other, no matter what. As life moves on, some of those people drift away, some are taken from us, and some remain only in memories, but the feeling never really leaves.
Your writing captured that ache beautifully—the way we keep revisiting old bridges in our minds, wondering about the people who crossed them with us and how we learn to carry their absence. Powerful work.
What stood out to me was how the bridge became more than a place. It became a question: Who would I call if things got that dark, and who would come if I did?
I think most people underestimate how powerful it is to know there is someone who will show up without judgment, explanations, or conditions. Sometimes hope is not found in having all the answers. Sometimes it is found in knowing you do not have to carry something alone.
The ending felt especially meaningful because the care came full circle. We all need at least one person who would say, "I'll come get you," and mean it.
What makes this piece so powerful is that it understands love as action rather than abstraction. The repeated promise of “I will come get you” becomes incredibly emotional because it represents a kind of unconditional presence that so many people desperately need during difficult moments. The bridge itself slowly transforms from a symbol of tragedy into a symbol of connection and rescue. The emotional arc is beautifully done. This was such an incredible piece, I commend you and thank you for sharing it. Definitely subbing so I can read more of your work.
I absolutely loved this.🧡
I'm so glad!! This is one of a few that means the most to me!
This is truly such a touching and relatable story.
Beautiful 🤍
This was incredibly moving. What stayed with me most wasn't just the story of Sarah, but how you and your nephew became each other's safe place.
This is very touching and warm. Sometimes all we really need is the knowledge that someone is there for us.
This is so beautifully written.
I'm so happy you were there for Ur nephew and vice versa. 💓💓
thank you so much for reading!!
wow such a beautiful piece. it feels so personal and specific to you and yet somehow it's whispering directly in my ear. probably in everyone's ear. the way it holds something so heavy without ever feeling heavy to read is really rare. keep writing !!
I'm so glad it spoke to you. It made me realize how important it is to let people know you're really there for them.
Amazing and brave story
Thanks for sharing and keep writing 💫
Just highlighting this part
Now he works for his town. He is a volunteer firefighter. He married another volunteer firefighter. He is happy
And one day, after a particularly bad day at my old job, I told him I was thinking about the bridge.
What can I do. I will hide you. I will come pick you up right now.
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It's these moments of empathy that strike cords of love in hearts our dear ones. Big up good auntie
The overarching message of this piece is so important. So many of us "think about the bridge" at one point or another in our lives. The awareness and tenderness you showed throughout this piece is truly inspiring and reminded me of how important it is to be that person for someone. On top of that... it is beautifully written!
Thank you so much for reading it this way. I think you’re right that a lot more people have had that thought than we admit out loud. That’s part of why I wanted to write it. I really appreciate this.
I love this
Very beautiful and inspiring 💕💕
This was really moving and quietly heavy in a way that lingers. I like how it doesn’t try to rush past the feeling but instead sits with it and gives it space. There’s something very honest in the way it’s written🤍
I felt so happy reading this!
wasn't just the story about suicide, bridges, or grief—it was the feeling of those friendships we once had and the people we've lost, whether through death, distance, or simply the passage of time.
It reminded me of the ride-or-die mentality we carried when we were younger. The loyalty was sincere, uncomplicated, and fierce. We believed we'd always be there for each other, no matter what. As life moves on, some of those people drift away, some are taken from us, and some remain only in memories, but the feeling never really leaves.
Your writing captured that ache beautifully—the way we keep revisiting old bridges in our minds, wondering about the people who crossed them with us and how we learn to carry their absence. Powerful work.
Hi, thank you for sharing this.
What stood out to me was how the bridge became more than a place. It became a question: Who would I call if things got that dark, and who would come if I did?
I think most people underestimate how powerful it is to know there is someone who will show up without judgment, explanations, or conditions. Sometimes hope is not found in having all the answers. Sometimes it is found in knowing you do not have to carry something alone.
The ending felt especially meaningful because the care came full circle. We all need at least one person who would say, "I'll come get you," and mean it.
What makes this piece so powerful is that it understands love as action rather than abstraction. The repeated promise of “I will come get you” becomes incredibly emotional because it represents a kind of unconditional presence that so many people desperately need during difficult moments. The bridge itself slowly transforms from a symbol of tragedy into a symbol of connection and rescue. The emotional arc is beautifully done. This was such an incredible piece, I commend you and thank you for sharing it. Definitely subbing so I can read more of your work.