Thursday, August 5, 2010
Post Forty-Four: I Couldn't Have Stopped Him.
I'm totally bummed. It's so close to the weekend and I'm gearing up for some raucous behaviour, but at work today I couldn't really pull myself out of gloomingdales. I even turned down a Dr. Pepper with lunch, and I think I'm considering a diet. (My dentist told me to cut down my sugar intake because I'm holey, I'm getting fillings in filling'd teeth!) I have the gloomies. And I love Dr. Pepper.
Anyway, It's because I think I reached a new level this week. I've had at least one suicide case a day all week, and today I had two in a row. It tires me. I wish I could stop them from coming in, but in death stats they are a big morbid contender. Blurgh.
Mental Illness is prolific in our community. I think we are (very slowly) seeing a change in the way people view mental health issues. In the next elected government I hope more emphasis will be placed on support for those suffering from mental diseases, including aid for the families and carers involved. Go team, right? Bring in the troops.
I'm pretty pissed off with myself that I haven't involved myself in mental health related support organisations since I left uni. In fact, I studied alot about them, but did I ever help? Probably not. I'm going to get onto that. I'd like to help someone consider life instead of suicide. I want to braid peoples hair when they're alive too god damn it! (P.S. I'm a sloppy braider).
I understand pain and suffering, I think, enough to know that sometimes it feels like things will be easier when you're out of the picture. Things can get overwhelming to say the least. The world is shit a lot of the time. The truth is, life in unjust. I cling to Dr. Pepper.
A final thought, consider changes in perspective from sources of wisdom. Sharing is a start. People like me, across Australia, want to help.
Peace and love. x