Recently someone close to me had an absolute melt down, one that no one ever expected, let alone themselves I’m sure. Depression? Anxiety? Sleep Deprivation? Feelings? They are all there.
Depression and Anxiety do go hand In hand and I think that when someone has to struggle with both, that it’s incredibly sad and unfair.
To be happy one hour or day then to snap the next does happen to the majority of us, but when you battle with the all mighty depression and/or Anxiety, you find yourself in mind sets you never thought possible.
This person explained “I just can’t believe how easy it was to plan and go ahead with” and “I just googled how much I would need for a drug overdose and I was set” this information is easily available, which I think is just terrifying, but you certainly can’t stop it!
So, when this dear person ended up in a Medically Induced Coma Unit, and I went in to visit I really wasn’t sure what to expect, would they be relieved they didn’t loose the battle to this monster? would they be sad they failed? And as I hoped not to hear, they were sad that their mission had failed.
Had they beaten the monster? Would the monster make them try again? No one had ever thought this day would be possible, yet here we are at their bed side waiting and watching hoping that strength would come back to their fight.
This weak, sad, defeated, lonely life.
We seem to take a lot for granted and we seem to miss a lot of signs but are we all capable of this kind of malicious act on ourselves? Of course we are, we are all human and some people are stronger than others. Respect and treat people the way you wish to be treated.