Depression: no joke.
Text from a friend
Saying he's near the end
Would he do it?
Is he a dope?
He has four children, two boys and twin girls...
Could It be pride?
Seems kind of strange
A call for help, attention seeking?
Seems trapped in a cage
Nothing to live for, he says..
Everyday, nothing to do..
Debts are mounting..
Is he saying screw you?
Hell, it's hundreds, not thousands, I suspect .
His problems seem minor, it seems kind of sick-
Is he so weak he can't even ask?
Easier to take an overdose!
I think, what a prick.
He knows that he's loved...
But I do understand, the humiliation, when your beaten, and can't get up
Caught in the grip of depression
Unable to function properly
Bound in your own misery.
Everything is against him: no job, no house, no wife, no life..
An extrovert, giving himself a sentence of solitude
Apathy taking residence in his brilliant mind
He has so much potential, he's only sixty four
Throwing himself on the scrapheap..
"I can't take it anymore."
I, like most, sit on the fence
Not caring to look, as friend, neighbour, acquaintances, struggle on
As we struggle on
Has mateship died?
It seems a pitiful shadow of its former self
Or is it just me: I wonder
I thought about it: remember those thoughts in your head, that said no one would care; until your dead.
I survived.
I hope that he does
Because like me
I know he is loved.
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In prayer. Been there. But grace is sufficient even in that darkness.
It's hard, especially when all you can see is what you haven't got.
True. That’s what I focused on as well, the lack. Psalm 23 has taken on a whole new meaning after that dark episode.
Excellent write
Suicide passes through most people's mind at one time or another most of us brush it off some don't. It is a selfish act that affects many others and leaves pain behind. In the case of euthanasia where a person is in chronic intractable pain with no hope for recovery I can understand it as a valid choice it family and friends are included before it happens. A poignant write about a dark and sad situation
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