Depression Has Claimed More Victims
Can love and support really help to save someone from suicide?
This year, there has been more news of suicides of our beloved artists. Who knows how much more of that of the ordinary people.
So many people are giving their favourite artists their love and support, but I wonder if it will ever give the impact that was expected. I fear for that.
Depression isn't as easy as feeling alone or sad all the time. The numbness cannot be cured simply through heartfelt words. But I do think that it is important to express the love and support, if it could help the victim to realize something, anything, of significance.
Sometimes, it is not that the victims are drowning in loneliness, or they feel that they are unimportant, or they are unhappy. They do realize that they are much fortunate than others, and that they are important to their family and fans, but the numbness won't go away. It does for some, but for others, it seldom goes away, and sometimes not at all.
Is it us? We always blame ourselves, which is why people would prefer to end themselves. It comes from within, and to get rid of it, they have to get rid of themselves... It's sad to think about it but it happens. Our hearts break our own hearts. It shatters the heart and leave the bones numb. No feelings could come anymore except a certain tiredness, and heaviness that weighs upon us. The heaviness is on top of us, around us, and below us. There is no running away, and facing it is the only condition to be in. We sink in it, and having little hope we try to stretch our necks for the occasional breath of air, and sometimes we survive the struggle and come out from the shroud. But sometimes, exhaustion kicks in, and we can no longer strive for that breath of air, for all is exhausting. Sometimes, we drown and our hearts and minds close down for good. Then, only God can bring us back.
"Think about how the people you left behind would be grieved". Honestly, I thought about those words a lot. The victim said that keeping alive would only be for your sake, not my sake. But do people understand that "my sake" is something that depression would not care, nor do other people? It left an impression that the people would like to save themselves from the grief of losing the person they love, instead of saving the victim from the darkness, which will go on for so long. Do you think about it like that? I sometimes think about it and wonder if it was true. And yet, I have no answer for everything is subjective. I hope for it to not be true even if I do understand that kind of thinking. I have pessimistic thoughts, but I always advocate for that slight glimmer of hope, even if it is so small. And I would be the one to be against death by suicide. Hold on to that hope and continue fighting, pray, and try again.
The news of a person, especially a youth taking their own life, is always heavy on my heart. I am sorry that they felt that it was the only way out. I can totally understand that. I regret that a lot, as I always believe that death is not the ending for mental illness. Having mental illnesses does not have to result in death by suicide. I firmly believe that and I will always advocate it. But I do not claim to know the cure or how to best handle it. Sometimes, I think the victim can only fight it by themselves, and what happens as the result of that fight, can either be a victory or a lost fight. Who knows, but I would urge them to hold on. Hang on, even when it is useless, hopeless, loveless. We have to hang on.
We just have to hang on. For God is with us.
This year, there has been more news of suicides of our beloved artists. Who knows how much more of that of the ordinary people.
So many people are giving their favourite artists their love and support, but I wonder if it will ever give the impact that was expected. I fear for that.
Depression isn't as easy as feeling alone or sad all the time. The numbness cannot be cured simply through heartfelt words. But I do think that it is important to express the love and support, if it could help the victim to realize something, anything, of significance.
Sometimes, it is not that the victims are drowning in loneliness, or they feel that they are unimportant, or they are unhappy. They do realize that they are much fortunate than others, and that they are important to their family and fans, but the numbness won't go away. It does for some, but for others, it seldom goes away, and sometimes not at all.
Is it us? We always blame ourselves, which is why people would prefer to end themselves. It comes from within, and to get rid of it, they have to get rid of themselves... It's sad to think about it but it happens. Our hearts break our own hearts. It shatters the heart and leave the bones numb. No feelings could come anymore except a certain tiredness, and heaviness that weighs upon us. The heaviness is on top of us, around us, and below us. There is no running away, and facing it is the only condition to be in. We sink in it, and having little hope we try to stretch our necks for the occasional breath of air, and sometimes we survive the struggle and come out from the shroud. But sometimes, exhaustion kicks in, and we can no longer strive for that breath of air, for all is exhausting. Sometimes, we drown and our hearts and minds close down for good. Then, only God can bring us back.
"Think about how the people you left behind would be grieved". Honestly, I thought about those words a lot. The victim said that keeping alive would only be for your sake, not my sake. But do people understand that "my sake" is something that depression would not care, nor do other people? It left an impression that the people would like to save themselves from the grief of losing the person they love, instead of saving the victim from the darkness, which will go on for so long. Do you think about it like that? I sometimes think about it and wonder if it was true. And yet, I have no answer for everything is subjective. I hope for it to not be true even if I do understand that kind of thinking. I have pessimistic thoughts, but I always advocate for that slight glimmer of hope, even if it is so small. And I would be the one to be against death by suicide. Hold on to that hope and continue fighting, pray, and try again.
The news of a person, especially a youth taking their own life, is always heavy on my heart. I am sorry that they felt that it was the only way out. I can totally understand that. I regret that a lot, as I always believe that death is not the ending for mental illness. Having mental illnesses does not have to result in death by suicide. I firmly believe that and I will always advocate it. But I do not claim to know the cure or how to best handle it. Sometimes, I think the victim can only fight it by themselves, and what happens as the result of that fight, can either be a victory or a lost fight. Who knows, but I would urge them to hold on. Hang on, even when it is useless, hopeless, loveless. We have to hang on.
We just have to hang on. For God is with us.
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