Someone is gone. Someone I do not know, have never talked to, followed on the internet but have never once thought about outside of. Someone that I will probably forget about in time. Someone who has had now, no noticeable impact on my life.
Zoos receive a lot of hate online . We’re degraded, demeaned, told we’re bad people, abusers, rapists. Told we’re not loved, that we’re alone. Told on the daily that we should kill ourselves. It is an incredibly bizarre part of modern reality, the ease at which some find it to be callous to the lives of others, to actively wish harm on others, to encourage others . It can feel hopeless, it can feel isolating. But it’s not. We aren’t alone o matter what you think you’re not alone. If you know one person, even just casually, even just from work or class, a passersby on the street you exchanged a few words with; you exist within that person. You have made an impression on more people and animals tha you can even imagine. That is a part of living. Seek someone out, be direct, tell people when you’re struggling. Understand that people care about you t might not always be the person you want to care about you but someone cares about you.
And understand the struggles of others too. Understand that just because someone doesn’t offer immediate help, that doesn’t mean they aren’t concerned about you, that they don’t care. Everyone is fighting their own battles, constantly. Take a break, take it easy. Show others some compassion, some empathy. Show yourself the same. Please.
Someone is gone, and I’m using their loss of life to write an article. I don’t know what that says about me really. But as someone who has gone through multiple suicide attempts this year alone, I just want to say, please take care of each other. It can be easy to become jaded, to be tired, to not have time for others. There’s only so much each of us can do. No one can be expected to save everyone. But, if you can, try and reach out, offer compassion when you’re able to. Maybe offer compassion even when you don’t feel able to. But try not to overwork yourself, compassion fatigue is a real thing, you don’t have to constantly sacrifice yourself for others.
And for those struggling, feeling even the slightest bit bogged down by online hate, take a break. Shit is not as bleak as it can seem online. There is hope, there is change on the horizon. You’re not wrong for being you. You know you best. You know your intentions and others don’t ge to decide you’re bad based off of things they know nothing about. Take some time off. Fuck irrelevant people on the internet. You matter way more than some loser advocating for the death of others based on their own personal ignorance and biases. It’s ok to be tired, it’s ok to be overwhelmed. Someone is gone and this is too soon to write, but take some time for yourself, things will be ok.
-An anonymous friend
As I sit here about to publish this, it feels... not enough. But, sometimes it's all we can do. If you have your own fond memories of Laika, or messages of support for others that are struggling, send them to us and we'll add them in here too.
Thank you all for reading. We'll miss you Laika.