Rescue is Coming

I've been reading Man's Search for Meaning, by Viktor Frankl.

He was a psychologist and holocaust survivor. He wrote the book around his experience, and details out the ability of the human soul to survive in any condition, and even find humor, art, and love in the most wretched conditions.

I contrast that with hearing of two celebrity suicides this week, and the fact that suicides rates have risen over 25% in the last two decades. I also have to wonder how many people that high profile suicides gives license to (if so and so cant handle it, how can i?)

And then listening to Malcolm Gladwells book David and Goliath, where he talks about the suicide rate increasing in nations where people are generally seen as happy. That people contrast their experience with what they perceive others experience as, and become more depressed the happier they think the general population is. Lowers perceived happiness nations have less suicide rates, where as higher perceived happiness have higher suicide rates.

I'm not sure what to think about any of it. It's confusing. I can't even pretend to know what it's like to live in either of the conditions, being so wealthy that I would "seemingly" not have a care in the world, and being in such wretched conditions that everything had been stripped from my existence except for my bare naked body and what it contains inside of it.

But I do know that our stories are important, connection is important, feeling societal bond of some sort, feeling found and not completely lost.

If you or anyone you know (i'm sorry, I hate sounding like a tv lawyer advertisement) are having issues or struggles, there are a lot of resources, and i implore you to take those, but more over I 100000% have an open email and an open phone, and would gladly spend my hours listening and sharing experiences, and finding ways to make it through each ride around the sun. This is, after all, the minimum we should do for one another.