|On the Other Hand — Four words|
|Sunday, September 15, 2013 12:00 AM|
I don’t often click on videos, etc., in Facebook posts because I hate waiting for them to come up and the last couple times I did, there was no video, just sound.
One caught my eye early Friday morning as I was avoiding doing something else.
Everyone’s comment on the video was positive and what caught my eye was “thank you so much for saying what I can’t.”
I felt compelled to check it out.
The video was from a seminar and the young man speaking, Kevin Breel, was a former high school athlete, he got good grades, he was popular, he was good-looking and he spoke with an air beyond his years. The gist of his presentation was that while his life looked great and he seemed to be having a wonderful experience, he suffered from depression.
“For a long time, I have lived two lives. There’s the me everyone else sees and there’s the me I see.”
Every 30 seconds, someone loses their life to depression and we, as society, hardly bat an eye.
I know people who suffer from depression and have understood that what they feel is real regardless of how I see their life. However, I never really grasped the true meaning of suffering from depression.
This young man helped me and now I hope I can be more supportive to those I love who are battling something you can’t see.
A summary of the words he spoke that really made it all clearer for me were:
“Depression is not sadness. Everyone is sad at some point. We are sad when we break up with a girlfriend, or when a loved one dies or when bad things happen. Real depression is being sad when things are going great. Depression is being sad when good things are happening in your life.”
He spoke of how, in the midst of all his success, he had sat on the edge of his bed with a bottle of pills and pen and paper ready to end it all.
Thankfully, he did not carry through with his plans.
He said the stigma connected with depression is the real problem.
“We break our arm and everyone runs over to sign your cast. When you tell people you’re depressed, everyone runs the other way. It’s the most documented condition and the least talked about.”
His solution to finding better understanding of depression is four words: I suffer from depression. He said that just by saying it, putting it out there, fewer people may take their lives.
“Depression isn’t like chicken pox. It’s not something you beat one time and it’s done. You live with it every day,” he said.
He said that just by saying those four words, people could come together and help each other.
I think he’s right.