Monday, March 2, 2009

the band-aid society

during a talk in gym class about depression and suicide, many things became known to me.

the woman stood up on the hardwood floor as if it were a stage and explained the symptoms, and determinative factors of depression. which in every case led to the example's suicide.

she taught us how to spot someone suicidal, and how to talk to them about it. she told us what to say to them,

your told to spot the signs, tell them you care for them, then go to an adult and have them help.

one of the things that stuck out to me was the process of which the people go through after getting "caught" attempting to kill themselves.

other minor details i caught as well, such as the things the program said the people would say. that if you talked to them and told them to talk to an adult, that they actually would talk to them.

we were never taught the process of treating them. of helping them. we were basically told to help them cope with their life. not change it. that drugs and couseling was the end-all for them.

the woman explained that counseling was a sort of band-aid in the growth process of a suicidal individual. that it would help the wound heal. it would protect. but isn't that what medicine is supposed to do? doesn't a band-aid just cover the wound? doesn't it just hide the problem? the band-aid alone won't heal the scar.

she concluded the lesson by saying that the wound really couldn't be healed, just helped.

there is no cure for depression. you can take all the anti-depressants you want, go every week to see your counselor, and nothing will be different.

what we need in this society is not an ugly cover up for our wounds, but the medicine. the healing of it.

we need more than a band-aid. which is exactly what we've made God. the band-aid for our hurts. we let him help us, but not heal, because we are scared of change. we might get caught from what were doing. we might feel guilty about how were living our lives.

don't ever think that your problems, your hurt, your scar, your pain, your life is bigger than God. he'll be the medicine and the band-aid.

too many times we get stuck at the situation and try to fix things ourselves. most times we get to focused on realizing the problem instead of finding the solution of it. were told how to spot the depression, but are not told how to fix it for good.

whatever it is, it can be fixed. whatever it is, it is not bigger than God. whatever it is doesn't have to stay a problem.

we have overcome the world. we don't have to think the same. we have all the help we could ever want and need at our disposal.



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