Feeling down today. Feeling like what is the use, friends must be feeling like not again! I am suffering in silence. I contacted EAP got a busy signal, (can you believe it!) When one does get through they can make an apt for you for an assessment in 2 to 3 weeks. I emailed another counciller and made contact I just have to get up the nerve to actually call make an appointment and speak to someone. That is the hardest thing to do — three days not haven’t mustered up the nerve. It all makes no sence and I don’t know what to do with myself, cause even the kids don’t want to hear about it. So I take my emergency meds., they help but the lonelyness hangs on. Being sad is one thing but the lonelyness is relatively new. I understand my friends son’s suicide, cause it was all our fault. No one has time to look after our mentally ill. No one has the care or love; that is the bottom line we communicate through computers, texting, email. You see the words in print but not the passion or desperation in their voice. That is the honest truth. Darkness became his companion, and when that happens the loving words of the parents can’t penitrate- I know they tried. The dark voices do not relent.
But people just don’t care for people. That is a really negative attitude. I know that it is the darkness talking, but it is not so much a lie. When the lie of darkness talks to me I can see it most times, cause God‘s light shows it for what it is. But today. I am hurting deep in my soul, and we are supposed to persevere. Struggle on. Climb the mountain. Fight the good fight. Follow through. Carry on. Go the distance. Its just that sometimes I forget why. Mostly I forget who God is. And frequently, I forget who I am in Him. and now I hardly remember the me I used to be.
My husband talks a good fight. But to be honest, I am tired, and could care less about fighting this. I am not suicidal, but I understand how someone gets there, I can see the path traveled. I am worn out. We as a society must take the brunt of the responsibility. If we truly loved people and cared we would be there for those who are really hurting. We need to be a society that does not spend its time keeping busy, or playing but a society that cares for the young, the old, the ill. We need to talk to them, love them, and be there to talk them down.
So I am sure for all my good talk of God in previous posts you are wondering where is God in this? I always have to bring it back to Him. He is always there. He is with me in this down period. But how does that help ? I pray. I feel him here. But I am still depressed. God is holding me, but the chemicals in my brain are still messed up. I do not feel evil around me God is protecting me from that, I just feel sadness, lonelyness and disappointment. As a society our cup does not overflow. We are like dry bones.