In fact, she was, at that exact moment, buying the items she would leave for her family at the top of a parking garage. Godiva chocolates for her dad. Two necklaces for her mom. Gingersnaps for her grandparents, who always had those cookies in their home. Outfits for her nephew, Hayes, who had been born two weeks earlier. The Happiness Project for Ingrid, with a note scribbled inside. And a picture of herself as a young kid, holding a tennis racket. Over winter break she had told her dad that she was borrowing that picture, that she needed it for something.
She didn’t say what.
Then, on the evening of Jan. 17, just after dusk settled on the city, Madison took a running leap off the ninth level of a parking garage in downtown Philadelphia.
She was 19 years old…
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dear Lord… so sad…
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Oh boy!
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I read that this morning. This is sad. Mental Health Awareness Week is coming up.
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This is just in time for Mental Health Awareness Week. I read it this morning. Thanks to my fellow blogger Painkills2 for posting it. Please check out her blog if you haven’t already. It’s a must read blog for me daily 🙂
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It kind of glamorizes something that is so black and white and stark. I so understand what she might? have been feeling, I have been there so many times, rehearsing the many ways … right now I am in a good place, this past winter, not so much. Thanks for posting!
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