Have you ever had one of those days where literally everything is going wrong.
Things are in such disarray that any fragment of hope for something going right is long gone.
At this point in the day, we just want to go to bed.
Anyone can have most things going well for them, and have a good day because of it.
For instance, a person that has all of their bills paid will most likely never be stressing about bills; will sleep well knowing that their water or electric will not be getting cut off.
But, when you don’t have money for your bills and your electric and water is on schedule to be cut off any day, I don’t care who you are: it is hard to stay positive
Not only that, if stress stays for too long, for some humans, their world view can begin to change.
In severe cases of what seem to be limitless floods of things going wrong, one can become a pessimist.
Someone that, in a literal sense, spend their days detecting only what is wrong with their world.
Further, at this point, this is all they are capable of doing.
Even then, when our brains have surrendered their ability to see anything besides the shit that went or will go wrong, there is hope.
Although some phrases in this world are used way too much, some still hold meaningful insight.
And when I mean too much, I mean absolutely wear them out, as well as use them out of context and in the worst situations; butchering them and any other person’s want to hear them, even if someone said them really fast.
Like this one:
Especially when you’re severely depressed, and very literally want to die.
“Stay positive man!”
This leads us in to that impossible feeling mentioned earlier.
That is, coming to the point in which we think it is not possible to have a good day today. (or ever for that matter.)
And this may be true.
So, okay, life is bad.
However, if we believe this, and we are going to be fair-minded hominid, then, we have to also agree that life, is also good.
There is always the other side; the repelling force, if you will.
Because we are unable to see it, does not mean it is not existing right before our eyes.
No matter which side we find ourselves on, the opposite is always there waiting to be experienced.
Further, to me; no human, especially those trapped in empty, lonely, cold darkness, would, deny good feelings.
If someone dropped off a bucket of straight happiness we would have chugged it on the spot. (Then again, severe depression, I don’t know.)
We may have forgotten what it feels like to feel good or feel at all, but we can’t deny what we physiologically desire as humans.
There is hope.
But we’re not necessarily talking about pessimism or a world view, rather, simply having a good day.
(There is, just the possibility for transient thoughts to take root and blossom in to them, so it may be important to note)
Cue, Hellen Keller:
Imagine, if you will, being born a healthy baby.
But before you can really see the world; touch and feel it, understand it or experience it at all, you become blind and deaf.
( Imagine being blind for a moment.
Imagine being blind and unable to speak.
To never see or hear your family, children, favorite shows or books, or ANYTHING in this life.
How would our life change with these obstacles, or should I say, curses. )
This, happened to her.
Not to say that she was not affected by these conditions; I’m sure she experienced great pain not being able to see or hear the world or those she loves.
But, she moved forward in life.
She was still curious.
She learned what household things were, learned how to read, read lips by touch, even how to talk.
She began reading entire books in Braille.
What’s more, she graduated high school.
And then college.
In fact, she was the first human ever to earn a bachelors degree being deaf, and blind.
It is hard enough to get an education for a perfectly healthy 18 year old facing very normal and common life problems.
That is amazing:
But still mustered the strength inside to see the good that was left, the good that was available.
And to go after it.
And she found it.
So here it is:
She, is human.
We, are human.
If she, with no eyes or ears, can find something to be optimistic about, on a daily basis, i.e., if she can learn to do this, in that state, then ANYONE, especially those with eyes and ears, hold the capacity to do the same.
To know that, it’s possible.
In addition to being optimistic, she found meaning in a life that had no meaning.
Which, only sheds light on the importance of the smaller, daily mental battles during our brief stay on this planet.
on the bad days, or if they have been accumulating to bad weeks, months, even years; remembering someone (in my case forcing myself to do so) that found a way to be happy in a much shadowier, disheartening gloom, can, in a way, illicit the fortitude to learn how to do the same in our own .
It is very useful.
And I can say this as it has been a contributing factor in making my own depression less severe, in addition to making the suicidal wishes fade enough to let the desire to live be reborn.
I call it:
The Keller Effect
Maybe it helps, maybe it doesn’t.
Proof is in the pudding.