Hey, fam! I guess it is still okay to say Happy New Month! So months ago when I talked about insecurities, someone suggested that I talk about depression and I completely agree. It is a conversation that we must have and should be having regularly.
I will start by saying that Depression is real and it can happen to anyone. As humans, at some point in our lives, we may find ourselves in really dark places due to a variety of reasons. Months ago there were different cases of attempted suicides and suicides. We tried talking about it during one of our youth meetings in the church, the topic was so deep we had to have a part three or so and they were still questions to be asked.
The crazy part for me was when I read the comments that some people were dropping under these posts. They were sickening and very disappointing. Comments like “this guy/or this girl mum she”, “so as this girl fine like this, she no get sense? She goes kill herself because of man”, the list could go on and on.
I do not believe and commend the idea of suicide, I strongly believe that It is never a solution to anything, it is, in fact, a sin. It still does not warrant some of the judgmental statements that people drop in the comment section. Someone who is depressed or going through a dark phase and is very suicidal might see such a comment and instead of getting any form of encouragement, he or she sees a bunch of judgmental, self-righteous people condemning. Instead of seeing support, the person might just come to the conclusion that no one actually gets it and hence suicide might be the way out.
I was talking to a friend days ago and he told me something that really shocked me, I have no idea how I would have reacted if it was me. He told me he had to spend ten years in the university, not because he failed or anything. He was in his final year for a five years course when they realized the course has not even been accredited in the school. Five! Years of school fees, house rent, handouts, transportation. Let’s not even go into the aspect of sleepless nights trying to study. All wasted, some of his mates committed suicide because they could not take the pain of feeling like a failure and having to start afresh when the rest of the world and their mates have moved on.
People have different backgrounds, the same way they are going through different trails. Some people have been raped and abused, some people are currently still being raped and abused and they can not open up because of the kind of judgment society we live in. Pressure from peers, society, family, etc. School struggles, people have made mistakes that continually hunts them, people have lost their savings and jobs due to bad investments, etc. Most times instead of getting encouragements and support, things we see are judgments, insults, and discouragements
Truth is, the darkness in such moments often prevents one from seeing the possibility of a light at the end of the tunnel. While others have summoned the courage to pull themselves by the grace of God out of this pit, others are still struggling to do the same with little or no encouragement.
Pulling out of the pit of depression is a whole lot. It is a conscious move; in the sense that while all seems negative, you have to stay positive. It is something we must make a decision to do for ourselves. Though we need the encouragement from our friends, family and loved ones the truth is no word, no encouragement, no amount of love and support will ever be enough if you do not make the decision to try your best to get out of that situation with the hope and faith in what God can do next.
T.D Jakes once wrote “Most times we go around looking for who to bear the weight of the healing we need. Real and complete healing comes from the one who made you and your heart that was broken in the first place”.
When it looks like its all crumbling down, when the nights are filled with tears heartbreaks and disappoints we need to turn to God. In moments where what is going on is too much for human minds to resolve, then we need to turn it over to God. When we face situations that have no rhythm of reason; somewhere beyond the passion and the pain, there is God.
When I am overwhelmed, I always remember that Papa said to cast all my cares upon Him, for He truly, deeply, genuinely cares about me. And when it starts to get crazy Philippians 4 vs 4 talks about not being anxious. Instead of making requests known to God through prayer, thanksgiving, and supplication.
When it starts turnioniown, I look up to God. How about you? What do you do?