Monday 14 April 2008

Some light after the tunnel

Early this month, I was in deep shit - knee deep in depression, and I was really looking forward to getting sme help somewhere, but as no one is yet to visit my blog, as seen from the zero number of comments posted, I guess I must give kudos t myself, for thge moral fibre exhibited, to really get myself out of depression.

However, it was not without some help from a bunch of five friends - all of them girls, who helkped me out if it, actually talking me out of it. Well, one thing to note is that one of the girls, the youngest in particular, was instrumental to my present state. Today, the opther four see her, as the doorkeeper to my heart. We have now become best of friends, and I must confess, something emmotional is springing from the ...

But I am deeply concerned about the many others who are out there, going down with depression. Others, with stress. Can't we give them an arena, a panorama where they can exhale?

Wednesday 2 April 2008

LOW EBBS!

I don't know how many people get to experience a low ebb in life. That moment, when all the good things you have planned for with so much precision, just come crashing without any sort of sympathy. And then you just feel like ending your life. You don't want to believe you are set in depression, but you know you are no longer working the normal fast pace you were known with, and the passions that drive you just seem to die out.

However, the thing is that you know this very well, because you have ample knowledge of this time in Man's life, but you just can't do anything other than tell people about it. And the more you say, the more they just look at you and lack solutions for you. This indeed, have caused youngsters with great dreams and aspirations to take their own lives incessantly.

I think its high time, that advisors and councilors begin to do something about it, as it seems to creep into the adolescence society. As a matter of fact, am at my lowest ebb. It has become a moment for me, when I no longer want to finish school because I feel am being deprived of the actual grades I deserve, my passion for social works is now under scrutiny after I lost a major election not because I wasn't competent enough, but because some persons wanted somebody there, without considering competence and availability.

It is killing dreams and maiming development. GUYS, am at my lowest ebb, and am in need of help. I am beginning to feel suicidal.