My magnificent niece Olivia Kunik left the world on Tuesday, January 8th 2019 and my family is heartbroken.
Olivia was magic - incandescent, bright, funny, talented beyond belief and filled with love - she was a ray of sunshine.
We lost her to suicide.
My fantastical niece struggled her whole life with depression and mental illness - and she was always transparent and incredibly candid about her struggles - and she helped so many of her friends and aquantances seek help with their own depression and MI issues.
Depression and mental illnesses are diseases - very real ones - that have the potential to take the ones we love from us.
Livy loved everyone - sadly, she didn't love herself enough and had difficulty seeing or believing in the magic she possessed.
I'm sharing because I don't want anyone else to suffer from a suicide tragedy.
Our family is talking about our loss to save lives and to keep Livy's memory alive.
If you or someone you love is struggling, you are not alone and your life is worth living.
Please call 1-800-273-8255
Or text 741741 & someone will respond and reach out.
Please take a moment to click on the link below and read about the magic that was our Livvy.
Liv was also a diabetesaliciousness Rock Star back in 2008 - she stole DOC hearts on that day.
Click on the link and read.
In Liv’s memory, do something silly and fun for our girl.
Here are some recommendations directly from our Liv: “Perform a random act of kindness, share your favorite meme, make a prank phone call, sing your favorite song, spin until you are dizzy, make music with pots and pans, stomp on grapes in the bathtub, give names to your body parts (Liv’s pinky toe was Lois), cut your hair and regret it later, see how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop, get a pet rock, decorate it, name it Glenn, and take it for a walk.”
Flying out to Colorado tomorrow to celebrate Liv’s life with family, her friends, and an entire hometown that loved her heaps.
I love you so damn much Olivia – and I will love and miss you forever.
Every night I’ll look at the stars for your sparkle and listen
for your laughter.
I will talk with and to you every day and will write you a long letter soon.
I hope you found peace, Liv - I really do.
But I’m not there yet.