I’d heard the wind howling last night, heard the rain lashing the windows. I was aware that he’d gone out just after 3am.
I slept fitfully, waking to the sound of a siren and vehicles racing down the street. I dressed and ran to the jetty, slipping on seaweed and other debris hurled ashore by the wind and high tide.
If you are totally set on a course of action, if you cannot see a way ahead despite the best counselling and help… I had grown weary trying to protect him from himself.
Mental health; so much said, so little understood.
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A tragedy that affects so many.
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Thank you Iain, it affects more people than we realise I think. Stay safe.
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I imagine it must be rather cumbersome after a while. There is only so much a person can do to help one who suffers (and doesn’t seek the help needed).
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Hi Dale, lovely to hear from you. I agree, sadly it must be incredibly difficult to cope with a situation like that. Stay safe x
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So sad, and such a note of resignation in the narrator’s voice.
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Thank you Sandra, great photo, lots of inspiration.
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Dear Dee,
That last line shouts the truth. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle, thank you so much. Hope you and yours are keeping well.
Take care
Dee
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Dear Dee,
I’m enjoying retirement with writing and painting. Hope your are doing well also. Nice to see you here.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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You’re so right, you can only do so much. Very resonant story for me, Dee.
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Thank you for reading. Very difficult position to be in, as you say, you can only do so much.
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I guess there comes a point that nothing you can do will make a difference. Sad.
Here’s mine!
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Thanks Keith… sad indeed 😔
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Mental health is where the mind gets lost, the recovery is a process of small positive steps.
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