I received a devastating news from one of my online sisters whom I am very fond of last night. We used to have good times together in an online game called Maplestory. It’s the same game where I found my good brother, Saint Seng, whom I loved with all of my heart for his caring attitude.
This girl in question is a nice girl, though somewhat naive and gullible. Like Seng, she accompanied me throughout the nights during my darkest hours fighting my own demons and loneliness a few years back.
Sad to say, it’s been quite a long time since I’ve had a conversation with her, or even seen her.The last time I’ve seen her in person was two years ago, on 21st December where we had our guild Xmas reunion, and it’s been a while since I’ve chatted with her online too for all of us have been so caught up with our real life and work that we hardly communicate with each other anymore. I wish I could see her more often, but it’s not possible as she’s not living in the same country as me. The ocean kept us apart.
It is by sheer luck that I managed to catch her online on her MSN tonight. I’ve chatted with her for awhile, and asked the usual. I asked how she was doing, and if she’s doing fine. But much to my horror, she said she’s not okay, and she attempted suicide a couple of days ago. Naturally, I was upset with her, and asked her why did she do it. And I even gave her a piece of my mind for attempting it. I scolded her for not thinking about the people whom she nearly left behind.
And so, she proceed to tell me the reason that triggered her suicide attempt. She told me that her boyfriend of 1 year whom she’s been living with, left her. I was pissed at this point. Pissed with the bastard who left my beloved sister, and pissed with my little sister for attempting suicide, for not appreciating life.
But little did I know that she had a somewhat valid reason to attempt suicide, for wanting to end her life. It was not because she was distressed that her boyfriend of one year left her. There’s more to it. She was pregnant with his baby, and because the bastard wasn’t man enough to take responsibility for the unborn child, she made decision to put everything to an end, and terminate the pregnancy.
My blood was practically boiling when I heard the news. This time, my anger was not caused by her, by that asshole of a man whom I’ve never even met before. Well, it is a good thing that I’ve never met him before, or I’ll send someone to bash him up.
You see… I’ve always been a pro-life. I never believed in taking the easy way out by having an abortion if you get pregnant. I don’t believe in it, cuz I believe a child is a gift from heaven. But over the years… I learn not to judge people’s decisions who decided to have an abortion.
Why? Because I’ve seen suffering. Suffering of a mother who decided to be a single mother and raise her child with people around her stigmatizing and condemning her all of her life and had to live a life with no moral or financial support. Suffering of children who are born out of wedlock who never had the love of their father and punished by the society for the sins of their parents. I really couldn’t judge.
Perhaps,under certain circumstances abortion does allow someone to move on and have a better life, because sometimes, shotgun marriage does not guarantee happiness. If one is forced into a marriage and the life that he or she doesn’t like or want, the consequences would be fatal, and more people would be hurt.
My little sister decided to have an abortion, not because she doesn’t want the baby, but because she could not afford to raise the baby alone. Her family supported her decisions, because they too have their own financial difficulties.
She did went to tell the bastard’s family, but they are aloof about it, and doesn’t want to have anything to do with her, or the unborn child. And so, two weeks ago, she had an abortion, and now is in a miserable state, because she couldn’t let go. I am glad that her brother was there in time to save her from dying, or else, I wouldn’t be here talking about her, but mourn her death instead.
I don’t know how to console her. I wish I could be there for her the way she was there for me when I was having a rough time in my life.
I sincerely wish I could be there for her, hug her and cry with her over her loss. I wish she didn’t have to loose her baby, but it is too late. Now I can only hope she could let go and move on, for what is done cannot be undone. Hopefully, my little sister would learn not to be so naive and gullible as time pass by, for not all men have the courage to be a responsible person.
I can only pray from afar that she will be all right, because she’s really a nice girl who deserves to be happy. She’s still so young, and there’s so many things ahead of her. For the first time in so many months this year, I feel compel to pray for another. I know God is somehow pissed with me for some reason, and would probably turn deaf ear towards me again, but this time, I hope he won’t turn deaf ears or blind eyes, because I am not asking things for myself, but for someone else whom I care for dearly.
Cleffairy: People make mistakes every day. Terrible mistakes that costs the life of another innocent life. But what is done cannot be undone, and one should learn to live with the mistakes.
A note for God: God, I don’t know what is your handphone number, or your email. And I have yet to stumble upon your facebook and twitter. So I will have to make do with leaving a note for you in my blog. People say you are everywhere, so I was kinda hoping that you will read my blog. God, please take care of my little sister. Guide her and light up a path for her, so that she could move on and be happy again.