I wasn’t planning to write today, because my family of three is currently fighting a stomach virus and I’ve been complaining about it all day on Twitter. I stopped complaining, about everything, when I saw tweets about the death of Gia Allemand. Superficially, I had a huge girl-crush on Gia from afar and I found her so naturally beautiful when she on the television screen that season of The Bachelor.
Because of the reality television part of my life, I saw Gia pop up in photos at reality t.v. animal fundraisers more recently. I started to believe she was beautiful on the inside too. It’s nearly midnight here in Belgium and I was ready for sleep but I caught news that Gia’s death was a suicide. Suicide?
I couldn’t go to sleep. I can’t sleep.
It’s not because Gia is a celebrity that a loss like this is so big, but it is a public loss. It’s big when any life is lost, and lost to suicide. It happens, but it just doesn’t always make the news. I don’t know the level of pain you have to feel to have take to take matters into your own hands, and attempt to end your life…
I didn’t ever think that someone I loved would try to take their own life, but it happened. My mother. She failed. She’s still here today and life is more precious because of it, but we never ever talk about it.
Gia, well Gia is gone. Life support and loved ones around her couldn’t bring her back. I did not expect to learn her death was a suicide, but I’m reminded again that it’s always shocking. That’s what suicide is.
I realize I’m dehydrated and slightly feverish so I’m very emotional, but I’m incredibly sad for everyone Gia touched in her life. I only wish strength and more strength for those closest to Gia, because grief comes in different waves. We say suicide is selfish, but so is everyone around us. These stories are far too common in what seems like a slow spin out of control.
Please remind someone today of how much you love them, today.
Rest in peace Gia.