Funny thing happened earlier this week. My student was messaging me about school work and I being a good bloke replied them all. After about 5 rounds of SMS messages, the last one at around 10.30pm, my wife got a little suspicious and was wondering why I had "jumped" up and got to the phone so quickly.....
So, of course, I had to tell my student to go to sleep and stop it. But later in the evening, while laying awake and staring at the ceiling, I asked myself, ummmm, what if my supposedly I had a "girlfriend/3rd party" on the sly and if she looked good? Ummm. Wouldn't it be worth splitting half share of the assets if I could land myself (ahem) a good catch. he.. he.. he.....
Now, what a naughty thought.... oops, better go to bed before she finds out what I am writing.
Over the last two weeks, I have been dealing with this issue called “
DEPRESSED”. I teach the final year students in my course and every semester, I note a few loony cases. While some exhibit the behaviour overtly, many others don’t.
Depressed. Depressed. The feeling that you are useless and life is useless. Now, if you have spoken to someone who is suffering from depression, you will know that talking to them is extremely draining to your goodself. The problem with being depressed is that it is not a sickness where it can cured with medication.
Men talk about it openly whilst women keep it to themselves. This, I know for sure and I can proclaim that I can “see” a person’s soul and I know what a person is feeling. Call it intuition or perceptiveness. I call it God’s gift.
I know the feelings of men (and women too). Talk to a depressive and they bare themselves to you, and readily open up (without doubt). Trouble is, time is never on my side and there just isn’t enough time to help that poor chap sort it out. But if you try to bring it up later, they will try to brush it off as they suddenly feel “naked” having bared their soul out to you earlier.
This I experienced recently. This female student of mine (whom I want to help) is obviously avoiding me and I know it is not because of the long talks. But that is the problem with shrinks (Psychiatrist), as they just have a limited time slot for you and send you off with the wonder pill called Prozac. Doesn't help, but sure thing with Prozac as it gives me a high.
These things don’t go away overnight, but it takes friendship and support of a willing friend to overcome it. It is a long and tiring road but I have walked that path so many times over until I am able to share their pain.
I have helped many before, and kids just don't realise that they are making the same mistakes like every other kid and keep wallowing in self pity and “depression”. But first, my young friend, has to “open” up and accept my help for her. She needs to take my hand of help to walk over the pot-holes of life.
The moral of the story, you ask? Well, I would say that you don’t need to suffer this way. There is help, from friends, from family, from me. Give the shrink a kick in the ass and try my remedy. There is nothing to loose. The healing starts from the inside. The sooner the better.
On the way to work this morning, I almost had a coming together with a black coloured Mazda 3 driven by a moronic 50 year old. He was in the left most lane on the road and suddenly realised that he did not want to turn left just changed lanes abruptly into my path. Thank goodness I slammed really hard on the brakes or else I would have mowed his car into smitherines.
Morons, morons. Should be sent for remedial driver training. Someone wrote into the press sometime ago to lament that drivers of black coloured cars tended to be more reckless than others. This contributor said that his over 30 years of experience and observations on the road had made him come to such a conclusion.
I am having to observe more carefully now to see if indeed this observation is true.
I have not written for over a month as I was overseas for about that time.
Posted a picture of a lovely night taken from my apartment in the Gold Coast. Romantic isn't it? Be good to spend some time star-gazing with the one you love.
Below: standing atop Mount Tambourine. The view is just magnificient!
Spent some time back home in Australia and was basking in the sun. Beautiful weather, great beaches and everything just wow!
I have a few special pictures of the romantic nights but can only share these....
