This past weekend, a 15-year old from Staten Island hung himself in his home. Left a three-word note, he did, leaving this world, history and his stunned and horrified family with three haunting words…
“I give up.”
What Daniel gave up against was what he called “unrelenting torture” by bullies at his school – ironically, Holy Angel’s Academy – in a letter he had written only a month earlier. In that July letter he had also called out teachers who lent a “dead ear” to obvious and desperate cries for help.
The school’s teachers and authorities deny Daniel’s claims, saying they did everything they could to ease the boy’s pain, so I am not here to argue Daniel Fitzpatrick’s charges from the grave.
All I know is that something went terribly wrong. Once again.
Which is going to be the central theme of the next several posts. What is going on? What are the affects of bullying (as if we don’t know)? And what can we do and how we can do it to interdict on this tragic siege of suicides by bullying?
Until my next post, stay safe.