Wednesday, March 25, 2009

"Do you know what it feels like--" whoa, whoa, whoa...

Last week, I had this interesting conversation with an "upset" person. She felt troubled, discouraged, anything related to sad. So she asked if I wanted to talk, and I said, "Sure, why not?"

(This is that same person I mentioned in some of my more recent blog posts.)

We discussed a few things, but the sentence that struck out the most was her saying, "Some days, I wake up worrying if I can keep myself alive for the rest of the day."

Whoa, stop right there.

We've all had our depressing moments, those times when we feel that everything is going wrong and there's no point in setting things write. For some people, they just want to end it right there. For this person, it probably isn't much different. Yes, I've been there, too. But I pulled myself out. How, you ask.

It's not that hard, really. Life sucks at some points; we have to take it, whether we like it or not. Moping about it may be the thing in our mindsets, but outside, it doesn't really help.

In addition, even if we feel the urge to end it all, we forget one really important fact: we are more fortunate than 50% of the world (no joke). We, here even in IHS, have things that other people can only dream of having. We get "free" education, we have durable homes, we have people looking out after us, the list goes on.

Back to our main person here. Is it worth it to end it just because you lost a bunch of badminton matches and for some other things that went horribly wrong in your life? I know you take losses really hard, and I don't blame you. But taking it this far will only make things worse. In fact, there is a time for all of us to just think to ourselves, "Why am I thinking this way?" The answer is solely up to you.

As Randy Pausch once said, "We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand." In the end, take your life and make the best of it. And remember--there are always those less fortunate than you, and there is always someone looking out for you.

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