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"I want to be alone" ~ Greta Garbo

Since I couldn't add anything to my blog recently, I decided to dust the cobwebs off and get on with it again. As I was sitting ducks for days wondering what sense I need to type down on this, I realized that all my topics revolved around one thing and one thing alone. Which are those unusual tea-date conversations or rather things that people don't exactly agree with. 

So I decided to talk about politics. 

Put me at gun point, I'm not. I'd rather stay true to things that actually need attention. 

Something so vague but very important like, depression. 

"I don't have depression but I-"

Great deal of people say that for the sake of icebreaking. When you're speaking with curiosity followed by less empathy, you make that inferior power within those who suffer from depression to multiplicate and constantly remind them that what they are dealing with is so obvious and visible. It's like they put on a show for a crowd that hates entertainment. So many people are less willing to help those who suffer from any mental dolor. Why? because you don't want to be seen with an 'ill' person now would you? Don't want the cool kid to be hanging out with the troubled kid. The urge and the  persistence on saving the trouble, name and label, obviously sets them apart from a 'disease' they cannot relate to. 

No one wants to be a therapist of a person whose life is in shackles. 


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Am I talking about depression as a disability that happens to people psychologically? 

I gave this a lot of thought, until I remembered this incident where one of my friends were taken into counselling. Imagine a bunch of 16 year old's, gathered in the distance, enough to see what's happening, but not close enough to hear what the counsellor and the student was speaking. A few tears were shed and that was enough to conclude that she was 'depressed'. And as a bunch of teenagers, we assumed and created stories and came up with a plethora of scenarios as to what could have gone 'wrong' for her to end up getting therapy. 

In our minds there was nothing worse than getting 'treatment' for having a 'mental illness' because it wasn't like the Sri Lankan education spends a dime or gives a hoot about student mental well-being, among a lot of other things they don't teach us.

The truth is, we might never understand the reason behind why someone feel the way they feel. It's like when we are swinging high on a swing set, happy as ever, testing how high we can go. We steer and embrace when we hit our feet on the ground, thrusting in the opposite direction as hard as we can. Eventually our feet get tired and we don't put much effort in. In the end we either stay very still on the swing or forced get off because it would take a lot of effort to get back in the air, or shall I say 'happy?'. When one feels like they can't go up any higher without hurting themselves, they stop and watch the world move past them and feel like they are laggards for doing so. 



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Standing firm on my ground, I am also AWARE and know how selfish the same person who claims to have 'depression' ought to be. Trampling on those who are the closest to you because you aren't feeling yourself is the form of toxic energy most people emit and practice. 

"Small sorrows speak, great ones are silent" [Seneca ('the younger') c.4 BC-AD 65 Roman philosopher]

But hey, that's not so new to us yeah? As millennials, we have seen and expected the worst at all times. We are accustomed to almost anything that seems shocking... yet we embraced it saying 'it is what it is'. So depression, my friend, is a daily hassle, it's almost a chore that we keep repeating day after day. Most of the time when we feel 'lonely', 'sad' or thrown under the bus every single time, we have the will to shrug it off and move on. 

Consider this an intervention. Ever seen people calling those who experience depression, "attention seekers?" 

There's a huge grey area that goes glossed-over and unrecognized between those who crave for attention Vs those who are genuinely in need of someone to open up to. It's sad we can't tell the difference between the two. It feels fair and unfair at the same time asking them to come up with a coping mechanism to fend for themselves. 

 "All the lonely people where do they all come from?" [John Lennon / Paul McCartney]

"Have you tried talking about your issues ? I can help you"

Said no one except maybe your therapist (for a lump sum of money). Most of them are just curious about what they can judge, so spare me the facts and figures. Setting apart depression from an illness, would be a great way to start. We all have made substantial mistakes when we were younger and knew so little. But then again we are here and having the ability to look at something differently, is progress is its' raw form. 


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