but they all left me reaching for the anti depressants!
Hello; I guess some folks are kind of late coming to understand the enormous holes we have dug for ourselves in terms of things discussed here. I can say from experience eventually a sort of acceptance or resignation happens. Does not make a person happy to accept these things as done deeds, but the acute levels of depression eventually can fade some. I came to have an idea about things going bad somewhere in the mid 1970's.
Took some actions with mixed results. The Paul Revere, spread the warning sort of things were the least effective overall. Folks had then and still have very good denial mechanisms. Saw this clearly with a young relative. She had overheard me talking about this stuff as she grew up so at the very least the noises passed into her ears. Made no difference to have heard the warnings however. Again I think of how the Peanuts -Charlie Brown films treat adult voices as just noise. Any way she now has four young children brought into the mess.
Don't get this wrong. It is not that I think no one should have any children. I do for sure think we would be much better off today had there been far fewer children born since say 1975. The various population pressures active now could have been greatly reduced. Such is not the nature of population dynamics however and I have had to accept the facts as they are.
The more satisfying actions I took revolve around personal lifestyle choices. I did take an extreme course in deciding to not have children of my own and taking steps to make sure there were no accidents. Been back and forth with my thinking on that decision over the decades but now in the fullness of time am satisfied that was the better of my personal actions. May well be that I missed a special emotion folks with children have told me about. I do not know how to miss something I never had.
I do know from time to time people with children I am close to have allowed me to know of the worry they now experience for their children and/or grandchildren. Reminds me of the commercial out currently with two friends having breakfast and one not eating. He tells his friend about his daughter using heroin. The other fellow does not know what to say. I also do not know how to make people feel better.
There is an old saying something like this. You are not really paranoid if someone is actually out to get you. I guess the same sort of application can be made about depression. It is not a wrong emotion to be depressed when there are depressing things going on. Let me try a true story as told to me by my father late in his life.
My father joined the Marines at 17 during WWII. He saw combat with the Fourth Marine Division. If I recall correctly it was during his first experience under live fire. He told me about how for a time he was terrified to a point of trying to burrow into the dirt. I will not pretend to understand what that feels like. I have tried to imagine but know I never will. He overcame somehow by in his words, accepting his fate. Something like he figured to die and was still afraid but was going to do his job. He was a good Marine and was proud to stand with the other Marines. "I could walk among um (them)" is what he told me.
Not sure I fixed my personal depression as much as learned to live with it. I may be too ready to spout off about what I know to be true, but decided long ago to not hide from these issues. Most days these things are in the background and I can have fun. Not sure if any of this helps. The cat pictures are not much help for me. Hope it helps others.