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Christine Blair

December Dip for Suicide Prevention

Three minutes. One Cause. Infinite Hope.

This December 31st, I’m challenging myself to a three-minute cold-water plunge—not just for the thrill, but to raise awareness and funds for mental health. I’m taking this plunge with one of my soul sisters, and together, we’re ending the year by standing up for a cause that’s close to both of our hearts.

As a psychiatric nurse, I see firsthand the daily battles people face with depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts. My work is a constant reminder of how vital it is to break the stigma around mental health and ensure resources are accessible to everyone who needs them.

This mission is deeply personal. I’ve fought my own battles with depression, anxiety, and panic attacks. I’ve also stood by my mother as she struggled with major depressive disorder, anxiety, and hospitalization for suicidal ideation. These experiences have shaped my life and strengthened my commitment to advocating for mental health.

That’s why we’re raising funds for To Write Love on Her Arms (TWLOHA), a non-profit organization that connects people to mental health resources, funds treatment, and provides hope to those battling depression, addiction, self-injury, and thoughts of suicide.

Three minutes in freezing water may sound intense, but it’s nothing compared to the courage it takes to face mental health challenges every day. By donating, you’re not just helping us endure the cold—you’re helping provide life-saving resources, support, and hope to countless people in need.

Mental health is a cause I live and breathe every day in my work as a nurse, and I’m honored to combine my professional mission with this fundraiser. Ending the year with this act of courage alongside my soul sister feels like a powerful way to advocate for change.

Please donate today—your support saves lives and reminds people they are never alone.

Thank you for standing with us in this mission. Together, we can end the year by bringing light and hope to those who need it most.

Three minutes. One cause. Infinite hope.

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The Ocean

Tuesday 3rd Dec
I've touched the ocean
Inside myself
So many times
I can't recall them all.

I've waited on shores 
Looking out, 
Looking in, 
Looking out 
For the courage to take
The first step into
The wide open blue

Take up all the spaces that are
No longer me 
And deliver them to the deep,
It will. 

No one can know
But I'm asking anyway, 
"What's on the other side of this? 
What must be given over? 
And, how long will it take?"

Have you noticed the brave ones
Cliff diving? 
They make it look so effortless. 
I wonder if pulling your knees to your chest like that
reminds you, 
only pain and contraction
Can birth you from a womb.

I'm here
Watching the tide 
Moving in,
Moving out,
Moving in. 
I feel like that hermit
Retreating back to his comfortable
But too small home. 

The ocean stretches out
It will force me to take up space, 
To kick and breathe and float 
and open 
and open 
and leave the heavy to sink. 
And open. 

But I'm not ready, 
I'm not ready just yet. 
Right? 
Departing becomes arrival, 
Becomes departing
And so it goes. 

And I have touched the ocean
Inside myself
So many times
I can't recall them all. 

Hold On

Monday 2nd Dec

It's only when you despair
That you find out what a heartstring is.
It opens your heart and
Pulls you to your limit. 
They say you tie a knot
And hang on.
Hold on. 
Please, just hold on.
You.

You notice
The emptiness. 
That feels like heaviness, pain and panic. 
The way it stretches out from your center.
It must be the place where
The deep, low groans escape
And where the silent tremblings arise. 
Hang on,
Hold on,
You.

It's only when you despair,
That you
Drop everything trivial, 
Like eating
And showers 
And laughter. 
The bottom fell out
But we're 
hanging on
Hold on
You
Drop everything
Drop to your knees
Sob out the only prayer
To any God listening,
"Please, Help."

It's only when you despair
That someone, 
Wading out into the darkness
Of your darkness
Wading, 
waiting,
sitting quietly
With you
For you
There
Feels like a lifeline
Feels like an answered prayer.
Feels like God
Holding on.

Thank you to my Sponsors

$265

Doug And Amy

Thanks for doing this to support mental health!

$106

Karen Yeagle

Good luck to you and my daughter in law Karen with that plunge and in meeting your goal!

$53

Darryl Ames

$53

Karen Hollman

$53

Angel Gray

Love to you and the incredible work you are doing ♥️

$29.68

Layna Reola

Love, aloha, and hugs to you. Supporting such an important cause. Your work makes a difference! ❤️

$26.50

Donna Sevey

$26.50

Kalen Blair

$26.50

Tracey Durbin

$26.50

Valerie Hise

$26.50

Joanne Trusz

$21.20

Amanda Perry

After fighting my own mental health battles, the least I can do is support you in helping others like myself, you rock! ❤️❤️