Suicide is widely looked upon as a cowardly and selfish act, but unless one has been at the brink of despair one can never understand that to the ‘would be suicide’ this notion is usually farthest from their mind. If you have ever been fortunate to suffer from depression only then will you be able to appreciate the difference between feeling ‘sad’ and feeling ‘despair’.  The two emotions are completely different.  It is this feeling of despair that pushes a would be suicide to take the final heroic plunge and commit the act.  For most suicides resulting from depression the anguish of living is better soothed by death’s cool balm. At the point of taking one’s life one believes it is a selfless act, the only and best option for everyone involved. When we hear about suicides committed by people suffering from depression let us take a pause to admire their strengths not condemn them, after all according to Gene and Barbara Stanford in their book titled “Strangers to themselves”; “the difference between the mentally ill and the mentally well is just a matter of degree”.

It will come in time.

My five year old soon to be six asked me one day,”mum why are you always in a hurry?”. I finished the task at hand and as I went back to lie down I found myself really for the first time asking myself the same question. “Really, Mary why are you always in a hurry”. It seems that one is always hurrying to meetup with one deadline or the other; the achievements of the moment quickly forgotten as we reach out for the final one that is always just beyound our grasp. Never realising that the sun is fast setting and we haven’t had a chance to enjoy the day,; or that the summer is fast ending and we haven’t yet found that ever elusive time to admire the scenery. Sometimes we all need to ask ourselves “where am I hurrying to?”and without waiting for a response ,to sit down, relax and enjoy a moment’s pause, cause there are only so many minutes in a day and what’s gone is gone.

It will come in time.