Did you know that the current rate of suicide is one every 40 seconds? Every 40 seconds, one person gives up on life. Every 40 seconds, one person figures the pain they feel is way beyond all the beauty of life. Every 40 seconds, one person decides tomorrow does not need them. Every 40 seconds, one person feels hopeless enough to take their life.
It doesn’t stop there. For every suicide death, there are 25 suicide attempts, which means every 40 seconds, there are actually 26 people who want to stop living.
Are they selfish? Are they cowardly? Are they ungrateful? Here is what some of the suicide attempt survivors tell us:
Why didn’t I reach out to anyone? Well, the truth is that I had. I quietly tried to share that I was struggling, but instead of help, I was told that I was selfish, being dramatic, and needed to pray.
– Kelechi Ubozoh, 32-year-old from Oakland, California Continue reading “26 people want to die!”
Yet another Pastor has taken his own life, succumbing to the pain of depression. I am deeply in anguish at the news of this mental health advocate who could not bear the pain of his own struggle anymore. Among the numerous condolences in response to his death, there were insensitive comments and genuine wondering among Christians as to “How could a man of God suffer from depression?”
I think the first step to understand this would be to acknowledge the depth of pain that he would have gone through, for him to decide on such a drastic step. Depression is real. It is painful. It suffocates one till they see no hope ahead. It is at this point that suicide starts to seem like an option. Nobody wants to die; they merely want the pain to stop.
But shouldn’t a Christian be immune to all this? We are promised joy and are asked to rejoice always! Is it a sin to feel depressed? Does having depression or anxiety or suicidal thoughts make one less of a Christian? Should a saved person even be thinking of suicide?
Continue reading “Shushing is not helping, at all!”
“And to think you wanted to end it all”
I have not found anything stronger than this thought of hope, to share with those struggling with suicidal thoughts.
I know the pain you are feeling is real. It is gut wrenching and unbearable. It’s crushing you. You cannot get out of bed, you cannot make conversation, you cannot do your daily tasks, you can barely breathe with the crushing weight on your chest. You don’t want to end your life, but you badly want it to stop hurting. It seems impossible to get through another day, another moment with your hurting soul. Continue reading “And to think you wanted to end it all”
Seven friends. The end of an adventurous season.
They had spent a lot of time together in the last three years. Their exciting season was over and they gathered around, talking and reminiscing the good old times. There were debates on whether to give up or to keep hoping for the promised start. The guy who had promised big things was no longer with them. It was all new and at the same time, old. Like the old times before the season. Then one of them takes his call and announces out loud “I am going fishing’. Was he disappointed, was he giving up or was he just looking for something familiar to take his mind off, we do not know. But he is the voice of the gang now, as his friends decide to tag along.
They are back in their old trade. In acquainted waters, they go fishing. It wasn’t recreation, they really were fishermen. Over the years, they had learnt the best spots and the best time to cast their net. They knew better when there was no catch for a long time. It was early morning, time to give up, time to get to the shore and go home. Continue reading “Maybe we should!”
I stumbled upon this quote years back and it has stuck with me ever since:
“A therapist once said to me, ‘If you play the comparison game, you will lose every time. Someone out there will always have it worse, but someone will always have it better, too.’ Focus on what you need as an individual, not where you stand in comparison to another.” — Delaina Conour
This has been a life saver for me. It encouraged me to get help when needed and also, more efficiently reach out to someone who was hurting.
Never tell someone their pain is negligible as there are people who are in worse shape than them. Continue reading “Never tell me others have it worse”