Being in the pit of depression is extremely debilitating. You lose all sense of who you are, where you fit into the world and what you are here for. Things that you have achieved in your past seem lifeless and uninteresting and things you desire for your future now seem utterly empty and pointless.
In 2007, when things were pretty ordinary for many rural Australians, comic poet Murray Hartin found himself writing a poem that was a bit different from his other work.
It wasn’t until our boy died that the [suicide] statistics [became] prevalent for us. When you’re talking 200 attempts a day that are reported, they’re huge numbers, and they’re just the people we hear about.
Have the patience to allow negative moments, and foster positive ones when the time is right.
“There are some days that are worse than others, days I don’t want to get out of bed but I am learning how to manage that.”
For 15 years, farmer Chris Wilson would stand in the paddock above his home and dread the thought of walking through the front door. Once he did set foot inside, it could take him three days to drag himself off the couch. He knows now that he was suffering from depression.
“A successful life is one that is lived through understanding and pursuing one’s own path, not chasing after the dreams of others… “
“I just don’t know what to do, doc. My body’s buggered and I can’t afford hired help. Jack’s in his last year at boarding school, but what’s he gonna come home to?”
“You have no light, because no light is able to shine in,” she says. “You can also hardly breathe, yet you have to try to continue functioning and navigate your way through the darkness.”