Life is a journey we never bargained for. We came into a place to be told virtually everything we know even before we met experience. We were told our names, parents, relatives and everything we ever related to.
Life was just there, staring at our young faces and we were staring back, oblivious of how it all happened. We continued living - at least that's the much we can do - and with time we started asking questions and trying to understand our environment better. We wanted to be convinced beyond doubts and not just because mama or papa said so.
We found out that life isn't easy. No body alive or dead was totally peaceful. We had doubts and more questions, some of which were answered, some that are yet to be answered and some that will never be answered.
Then I met God, I didn't know his personally but in theory and because grandma always said that God is good and he sits up above the sky but my curiosity heightened and things around me started making their own choices. They didn't go as planned most times, some other times, the unexpected drags my long hair around and throws me into a dustbin of "what's happening". Life became a littered market, with no precise scene for events.
Everything began pissing me off. I started perceiving the once pungent smell of death to be a sweet incense . I hated everybody and everything around me. I just wanted to be with Osiris and get to know if some of my curiosity will meet answers. I know I needed peace but it was far away. It wasn't found in my best meal, it wasn't in my favorite playlist and it ran away from my hobby. I was just there, in the world but in a different world that my mind can't explain but only my heart understands. Then I saw the news, people like me with a societal "have it all perception" drowning in their thoughts and taking their lives.
They said it's called DEPRESSION. In my experience, she's a pretty girl that visits me with smiles and entices my mind. When my mind journeys to Hades, I'd then realize that she was never pretty, she was a troll that played pranks on me.
Cindy has been through depression for about four years. She tried easing it off with sex, alcoholism, partying and visiting the gym more than often but it escalated and made her more depressed. According to her, she said depression is a disease. "A simple example is malaria, you never know when it invades your body, you only experience it's effects after you must have been infected". She shared her experience and how she lived a better life in subsequent years devoid of depression.
Chinedu said when he got depressed, death seemed quite beautiful. He had to text his mum and told her he's gonna kill himself. To him, depression made him feel rejected and invincible . No one cares.
I'd like to pin point some things about this microbial free disease called depression.
• You are saddened by a lot but can't point one thing that makes you sad
• You believe that no one cares, not family,not friends. You feel you're a mistake to the world.
• What interests you looses it's ability to make you happy.
•In most cases, you are fully convinced - just as you can be sensitive to touch - that suicide or physical pain is the only sweetest thing there is.
We do experience depression at some point in our lives. It leaves us devastated and messed up and it has no immediate known cure. This article in a way will help you see beyond the emptiness of your soul and give you a reason to stand firm in boat and realise that the sail will not always be smooth; the tides make it fun.
A greater percentage that get depressed are the youths. They seem good physically but their souls bleed. Many a times they've failed to get answers over certain questions and many people around them are so busy with their lives that they don't give an attention to them. Most times, all a depressed person needs is a listening ear but we start giving advice, mounting blames and trying to figure out where they've wronged nature. Please, when someone needs a deep conversation with you, just swallow your inspection and detective nature and listen to them without trying to say anything aside a confirmation of your understanding.
It's a beautiful thing to have someone listen to your heart speak without interruption and it's even more peaceful to have them say nicer things to you and share your pains.
Depression is real and it kills. It isn't a one man fight. Even Hercules will be humbled by it when it sets in. The only known remedy is giving attention to the depressed and giving them a long lasting fun filled and beautiful memory. A feeling that life isn't all fucked up yet when there's still breathe flowing in lungs.
Most of the times, if not all, depression begins with accumulation of hurtful words said to a person directly or indirectly, then a sense of guilt or mediocrity sets in and the victim sees himself as useless and meaningless and never getting better. Though nature plays pranks on even the meanest of us, it still leaves us with chances of having happiness. Once there is life, there is hope a wise man once said and it's true. We know to some point what goes on in life but have little or no idea of what happens in death.
What if the other side is worst that what we are already passing through? What if dying will bring us more pains? We never know, we never can tell. All we can do is to keep living and constantly seek out ways to be happy. Life always brings lemon with it but we have the ability to make lemonades and that we must do.
Next time you're feeling depressed, say not today baby girl, tomorrow is always brighter. Meet new people and discuss things you've been most afraid to talk about. Learn new things like playing a guitar etc, try leaving your environment to a new place and be with people that bring out your craziness and make you happy. People you don't have to pretend being with.
Amidst all, there's always a divine presence in our lives which never leaves nor forsake us. He always listens and has a way of giving us a calmness in our storm. He's not to be related with officially but how you deem fit and okay. The beautiful thing is that He's always with us, in us, even the moment your burning that cigarette, even the moment you're moaning ecstatically , even in your deepest shit. He never leaves. He's there to guide you and make your life meaningful. Just talk to him as you would to a best friend as ask for his powers of peace be released upon you. When you do, like magic, you feel your mind coming back with a fragrance from Eden and smiles like the early rise of sunshine.
Depression is a disease and like other diseases, it can be re-mediated with sincere communication and a holiday with happiness via little things that matters.
Memories make or mar life. So create more beautiful memories that will make you want to live to see another. Good memories are happy spirits hovering over mankind to posses a soul.
©Achi Gp Nuel
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