Secret Lives – We All Have Secret Lives
I didn’t see one of my very best friends for a couple of
weeks. Then she showed up at my local
coffee shop and signaled that she’d been through another low bout and tried ending-it-all
again. We know what I mean. Yess … the unmentionable “suicide”. Ooh ooh – did he
really just say (write) that? Oh
no! Oh no! Oh no!
Oh no!
Well, he did. Sure, it’s a horrible (taboo) topic. But suicide
is a part, a fact, of life. I say that
again – “suicide is a part of life.” So
is “addiction”. Addiction is a part of everybody’s
life. Just open up, admit it. Everybody is addicted to something, most
people to several things. Religion, religion
is an addiction. I know people who would
crawl to church after a compound fracture on Sundays. They would take Communion if it was served on a sh*t platter. They would put their Prayer Rug, facing east,
on a lava field, if that was where they were when the Mullah calls. They would never pass through any door
without tapping the Mezuzah. THAT is an addiction,
no matter how you look at it. But it is
how they get through their day(s).
Of course, the biggies, after religion, are alcohol, tobacco, drugs and, I would add, firearms. And ALL of them kill, eventually, in one way or another. Now suicide kills and that’s that. But many more people attempt suicide than we have any way of knowing. Sure, there are a lot of statistics on this,
but how many people are telling the truth?
Some comedian, or other person who people quote, once said, “90% of all people
masturbate and the other 10% are liars.”
So, while that is kind of funny, how do we know if it is actually true?
Part of life is knowing that life is not a ray, as
defined by mathematics and physics. It
is not a straight line, starting at
one point and continuing for infinity.
There is simply no way we can know that.
We do know that at some point
we all did become aware and we know for sure, that at some point we,
each one of us, will die. Or, cease to be aware. That’s really about ALL we can truly say we DO know. As far as I am concerned, those are the only
two facts that exist. Everything else is malleable, even our
understanding of gravity. EVERYTHING.
It is totally historically evident that as human knowledge
grows, what we like to call facts
freakin’ change. Facts
are rewritten ALL the time. SO, while a successful suicide is tragic, humans do
do it. And, while for them it is the end
of their lives, as soon as it occurs, it becomes part of the life of everyone who is related to, or ever even knew,
them. And, (again, the and) it becomes part of many Secret Lives. For many of the survivors of suicide, both the attempter
and many of those sharing that person’s life, the tragic and taboo nature of the act devolves into a secret.
If anyone ever openly admitted to attempting suicide, they
would never be able to get a job – anywhere.
And, they would immediately be dropped from just about every social group they had been a part of. And yet,
being discriminated against for having a disability
is against American Law. And, a mental disability is included in this
law. In fact, it is not a requirement that any person has to disclose this information to anyone they do not want to
disclose it to. And, what does this
mean?
I have a ton of experience in mental disabilities, no certified expertise, but a shipload of
experience both with my own and the Mentally
Disabled Community. Within the secret lives of many, many of the
mentally disabled, attempts at suicide are as common as orange juice at
breakfast. For most it really fits more
into the genre of self-mutilation of
some sort – like what is called cutting. It’s just an attempt to stop the crazy
in their brains for just a few minutes.
A little physical pain diverts that brain from the intense crazy for just as long as the physical
pain lasts. It’s a stop for breath on a long uphill run. That’s really about all it is.
So, again, what does it mean? It means it goes into the secret vault. “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” Which is a concept that has also been
debunked and ruled not only politically incorrect,
but also illegal. In other words, if
anyone tells you they happen to be Gay, or whatever gender or sexual identity
or practice they happen to identify with, you aren’t allowed to do anything about it.
That’s come out of the Supreme Court.
Secret Lives,
secret lives. We ALL have them. Or, at least 90% of us have them and the
other 10% are liars.
dalepeterson.us
Books on Kindle by Dale Clarence Peterson
Peterson ArtWorks on Etsy
Peterson ArtWorks on Etsy
Note: for the brave among my dear readers, I offer a new, separate but different blog:
A study in a matter of theory and conjecture about human brain-mind development towards retaining ever increasing meta-cognitive development. Based on Mathematics, and I refer to Base 3 Calculus. I wouldn’t expect a whole lot of people to give it a try. But if you are in any manner open-minded and intellectually curious, the Math used is truly only a tool to condense the theory proposed.
Just published “Twelve Roses for Kathy – A journey on a motorcycle out of the darkness of bipolar disorder”
No comments:
Post a Comment