Inspired by a photo – click HERE to see it – I think of all those people in the darkness, one way or another. The darkness can seem infinite and permanent, yet morning follows night, after all. In some cases the light comes back to us on its own. Not always, though. Sometimes relief depends on our effort, even if only to recruit support or help. Winston Churchill said it well:
“If you’re in hell, keep moving.”
That’s right: keep trying, keep searching for answers, for solutions.Giving up is the only way to make sure you’ll not find them. The darkness hides things from us, possibilities: if we believe our eyes, we fools ourselves into assuming there is nothing to find. When we find the light, so much is unhidden!
Depression offers darkness that only the sufferer perceives, a dangerous, painful, and extremely convincing sort of darkness that convinces depressed people that there is no light, not for them, not ever again. Lies! We don’t usually think of darkness precluding the very existence of light, now and forever. Depression offers a deeper darkness, more pernicious, hopeless, infinite, sly: it tells people that it doesn’t hide objects, it ERASES them forever.
It tells people their only option is to erase themselves as well. Sadly, with its lies and torture, it sells the idea to many, and they erase themselves dead. This darkness is poison, lethal, yet also manageable. Most people, especially with help and support, find the light again, and wonder how they’d believed all those dark lies.
We can do better, and save far more people from torment and death in the darkness.
Let’s do that, do better. Let’s!