I’m not normally one for jumping in on hot topics in the news. Normally because I avoid a lot of it. I find the news awfully sad most of the time and I have enough sadness in me right now. Selfish? Perhaps.. Self obsessed? I hope not.
Sometimes news items are right there in your face though and I’ve thought a lot about the poor families of the victims from the German Wings plane crash this week. I’ve thought long and hard about the state of mind of the co pilot and I’ve spent the most time thinking about his family. About how they are coping right now. Because whatever happened or however it happened they are grieving too. Grieving for a son, brother, cousin, friend. Having to read every sordid detail of his life and to feel the ultimate pressure of knowing your child ( he will always be a child to his parents) caused the death of so many. How hard this time must be for them.
Depression headlines have been splashed across newspapers in a tawdry, mindless way. Mental health is being talked about. In the worst possible way.
A few minutes ago I saw this from an abomination of a woman that I find it hard to give any time or thought to:
But I had to talk about this. How dare she? A woman who could be considered the ultimate in self obsessed. How dare she belittle an illness which is so incredibly crippling it kills so many and so often. How can an educated woman say the words Get a grip to people who would give ANYTHING in the world to snap out of this illness.
I am far from self obsessed. I am depressed. I hate myself most days but K.Hopkins I hate you more. I hate you for spoiling an hour I had decided in which I was going to just relax. To be me. Not mum or employee or partner. I sat down with my kindle under a blanket and decided to just chill out. I find this so hard to do. Because of my illness. You ruined it and I doubt very much you realise the impact of your tweet today. For every ant sized step forward in mental health awareness there is an elephant step back. You are the elephant. Go back to the circus your life has become and leave everybody else alone.
Couldn’t agree more. This woman is vile and what you’ve said is 100% spot in xx
Thanks Emily. Xxxx
From someone who has just written a similar post I agree. Although you have worded it so much better! She is an elephant… X
I loved your post Ally. I was just ranting when I wrote this. She made me so angry and her actions could really affect somebody’s life. I don’t think she realises the impact of these tweets.
she is a whipper her of hate
grrrrr
Depression is unseen and should be treated with respect and empathy.
I thank the people who have treated me such and those who don’t well just bah.
Some people don’t understand depression. Unfortunately this may always be the case, BUT by talking about it, writing about it and being open we can raise awareness which could help.
Well said. I saw that tweet and thought exactly the same. She is self obsessed and in no position to criticise anyone. She’s the equivalent of a school bully and takes great glee it would seem in offending people. In fact, that’s how she seems to judge her own self worth – watching how much her comments rile people. After all, she must assume that provoking outrage means she’s important on some level, mustn’t she? However, at the end of the day, while her comments may offend, in the grand scheme of things, they don’t matter. They are of no consequence to anyone. Rather like the person who utters them.
Thanks Heather, you are so wise in the way you look at it. It’s clear she has some issues herself and perhaps this is part of why she attacks but I can’t feel sorry for such an awful person.
Would you like to know how I feel today
if I were to tell you, what would you say.?
People amuse me, they ask, are you well
I answer, I’m fine thanks, in my private hell.
The truth is unsettling, best not to know
so I keep it hidden, can’t let it show.
Questions, so many, race round my head
Answers, no answers, more questions instead.
I have no direction, no compass to guide me
the doubts hold me back, they mock and they chide me.
The black cloud descends, full of despair
all too familiar, so very unfair.
I long to be happy, if just for a while
I want to laugh, and I want to smile.
But on days like today, when I’m far too sad
nothing can please me, nor make me glad.
Barriers protect me, I’ve built them myself
behind them I’m able, to be someone else.
So would you like to know, how I feel today
I hope that you don’t, I have nothing to say.
Thank you for commenting and for writing this beautifully sad poem. I feel your emotion coming off you in waves and I wish I could ease it but I must admit it does help to know someone else feels this way even though I hate that you are suffering – does this make sense?
It makes perfect sense to me.
Thank you so much for reading my poem, and for understanding.