Settling into lesson planning…I realized that I had left my playdough at school.
The playdough I made at 6:30am on Tuesday [after waking up and going to the store to get the stuff] for a lesson that day that was ruined when I got to school because the steam from the bag had made it wet.
If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.
One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.
One of my dearest friends posted something to this effect on fb. Yes, many with mental health issues suffer from the stigma and don’t seek help. Yet many do. Unfortunately, like with any debilitating disease helping is not curing. Sometimes it works. Sometimes the chemo kills the cancer and the patient is in remission. Sometimes the medication/therapy works and the person is able to go on and live a relatively untroubled life.
Sometimes it doesn’t work. Sometimes “getting help” doesn’t help. We still have a long way to go in figuring this shit out (especially the brain. That thing is amazingly complex.) But unlike diseases like cancer (or ALS, to pick a current popular example), we don’t have as much awareness/funding dedicated to it—because of the stigma. So DO something. Help raise awareness. Donate. Be there for your depressed friends. Don’t just tell them to get help, because, quite frankly that can be the most insulting thing you can say to someone if they are already doing that and it’s not making things better.
Lauren Bacall (1924-2014)
WELP this year can get royally fucked.
Lauran Bacall, you boss-ass bitch. And I mean that with only the fullest respect. Please be tearing it up with Elaine Stritch someplace.
Nice to see real love pictorially recorded.