This post deals with suicide and might be triggering for some readers.
I love my two girls. With every fibre of my being.
I would walk to the end of the earth if it meant that they were healthy, safe and loved.
I’m sure I’m not the only parent who feels like this.
But what if you couldn’t guarantee their safety?
What if you couldn’t guarantee that kiss on the forehead as they walked through the school gate wouldn’t be the last?
What if the biggest threat to their beautiful lives was themselves?
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My daughter’s friend Chloe* is this threat. She lives with it every day. She walks into the classroom with her head down for fear of what other kids may read on her face.
That she wants to end it. That she wants to make it all go away. That they win.
My daughter’s beautiful friend is nine. And she’s being bullied online.