In the last week or so – maybe a little over a week – I’ve heard first-hand accounts of four stories about people struggling with severe depression and anxiety.
I have had that struggle too. Right now I’m winning. I want other people to win. I want to make a difference. Even if it’s a tiny difference.
Two of these accounts are about young people in their early twenties. Both are female. Both have eating disorders. Both don’t know where they fit in the world. They don’t see a future. They don’t want to grow up and the world looks really scary to them.
One of these accounts is a suicide victim. Male. Someone I didn’t know who lost their job in Calgary’s downturn… who went from vibrant and alive to desperate and lost.
The other – the fourth person I heard about – is only 15. She tried to take her life last week. I’ve met her a couple times – she is beautiful. Her father took his life two Christmases ago.
Unrelated stories yet related. People who lost hope and who invariably had / have people around them who are desparate to make them feel better. Desparate to o make them go toward hope and light rather than entrapment in thoughts that are dark and forboding.
My message for those living with such darkness is that there’s so many people who are cheering for you. Can you start to cheer for yourself? Can you see the beauty in your dark soul and can you start to change your regrests and confusion to a single thought that has light and self compassion.? A small start… to know that for every dark day and dark moment there is a corresponding opposite… and that there is someone who cares. MOST of all – can you start to develop a compassionte thought for your own soul?