About recovering from depression and suicide.

Political Rant, #2

Ten years. Ten years of unrelenting fear. Yes, fear and loss of liberty. The thing is al-Qaeda did not take it away from us, we surrendered to fear and gave up our liberty when we allowed our legislators to vote in the soi-disant ‘Patriot Act’.

Patriot Act. What a crock of feces. I suppose I should believe that anything that makes a mockery of the phrases “land of the free and the brave” or “pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness” is a patriotic thing. Right, patriotic.

I was born just before the Cuban Missile Crisis of 1962, and raised during some of the worst of the Cold War. I remember bomb drills as well as fire drills. Get under the desk, hug your legs, and kiss your ass goodbye. I have no problem with believing that we will be attacked again and again on our own soil.

History shows that the quickest way for a population to be attacked is for them to develop a fortress mentality. When you put up walls you create a challenge. When you demonstrate that you are afraid of attack, you demonstrate weakness of will and lack of confidence. You essentially show your opponent where you are vulnerable and invite attack.

In light of this the “Patriot Act” becomes an insane act. It sets up and defines our weakness, a population afraid of defending itself and willing to allow its freedom to be abrogated, even removed in hopes of becoming safe. This is the very process that Europe followed in the Middle Ages with the Feudal System.

Now, however, we don’t have a hereditary system, we have an oligarchic system. Money not only talks, it takes over. Free-market capitalism, once a viable and active stimulus on our culture (and yes, I do recognize the ills it had), is now returned to its Robber-Baron mode of the mid-1800s – early 1900s and fueling political and legislative changes in order to preserve its power. In the process, we are allowing the slow development of a fascist state in the name of national security, much as Germany in the 1930s did.

This is not the ‘wolf-crying’ of movies or novels, this is a process that is happening right before our eyes and by both our actions and inactions. When we say you can’t fight city hall, when we shrug our shoulders and say what can I do, when we think we are powerless, that is when we allow our freedom to be taken. When we say we have to be protected, instead of protecting ourselves; when we delegate our self-responsibility to another, instead of standing up for ourselves; when we allow fear to dictate our actions, instead of courage; we become slaves within our gilded cages.

In these United States of America, we have done these things and continue to do them. We trade our essential liberty for elusive security and are become the land of the chained and home of the cowardly.

So, wherein is sanity, bravery, and freedom?


June 1, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Things not to say…

I got this from a friend on a global support group site. I’ve had these said to me soooooo many freakin’ times. They used to annoy me, now they just make me sad for the ignorant people who think they have actually done something meaningful by saying one or more of them. They don’t realise that they may actually making things worse. Anyway, here they are…

ā€ˇThings not to say to someone who has depression:

“Snap out of it!”
Snap out of what? You think I’m sulking or something? I’m just in a rut?

“You’re just feeling sorry for yourself.”
Maybe, but if I am, it’s probably the disease making …me feel that way instead of me choosing to indulge in a pity party.

“I know just how you feel.”
Unless you’ve suffered from clinical depression – uh, no you really, really don’t. Maybe you had a glimpse of it if you had a significantly “down” mood at some point, but other than that, you really don’t know how I feel.

“You have so much to be thankful for – why are you depressed?”
Don’t you think that the depressed person has asked themselves that a thousand times?

“Try prayer.
Leaving aside the possibility that the person you’re talking to is not religious, I can assure you that anyone who is spiritual has been asking their deity for help all along, and received what comfort they can from prayer.

“Have you tried just not being depressed?”
Oh my gosh, why didn’t I think of that? I’m cured! (Groan) I mean, honestly.

“It’s a beautiful day!”
Not helping. One of the things that is the most upsetting when you’re depressed is that a beautiful sunny day can’t touch the darkness you’re feeling.

“It’s all in your mind.”
Ummm, yeah. And that helps me how?

“Everyone gets depressed sometimes.”
No, what you’re talking about isn’t depression, but a funk or a rut or a blue day. That’s like comparing the flu to pneumonia.

“Come on, just cheer up!”
Um, that’s the problem, I CAN’T. Don’t you think I want to? Do you think I actually enjoy feeling like killing myself?

Sometimes, I’d like to be around when they desperately need help, say when they are hanging on to a 200 foot cliff ledge.

“Come on, just pull yourself up!”

“It’s a nice view from there, isn’t it?”

“You have so much to be thankful for – why are you screaming?”

“Try prayer.”

“Everyone falls over a cliff at sometime.”

“Snap out of it!”

“You’re just feeling sorry for yourself.”

“I know just how you feel.”

“It’s all in your mind.”

“Have you ever tried not being pushed off a cliff?”

If depressives, especially suicidal ones, follow these pieces of “advice” it would be like the person hanging on letting go, and with the same end result. Well folks, I think I’ll talk to someone who actually knows about this and can help, thank you very much.

October 15, 2010 Posted by | depression, recovery, suicide | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment