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Anthony Bourdain, so long amigo.

“Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.”

– Anthony Bourdain, 1956 – 2018

Last Friday was a mixed bag that only got shitter with the news of Anthony’s passing. I don’t know if I should be surprised or not at the impact of his abrupt absence. Parts Unknown was a bright spot in my week, eventually, he became a good friend of the family. He was the Uncle that’s never home for the holidays but sends neat stuff and questionable recipes.

Tony’s energy, his nonchalant poetry, gifted storytelling, dry humour, love for people and hunger for both the next meal and adventure… revived a dormant creature within me, the wild thing who knew I was responsible, I’m to be held accountable for my own wanderings that I must set out.

He was hurting at the hands of his demons, whatever they were and I’m sorry that he felt ending his life was the only choice, more so that I could possibly explain. Was it selfish? You can say that but there are a lot of things, aspects of the man, that will always remain a mystery. And who are we to judge?

Most of all? I regret he won’t get to experience another rainfall, to breathe in another lungful of fresh spring air or to taste a new exotic dish, that he didn’t get to meet new folks and immerse himself headfirst into yet another unknown to map and learn and to share with the rest of the world.

I give my deepest sympathy for his family, friends – most especially Eric Ripert-, and colleagues at CNN … and to the rest of us who he’s touched, however briefly. The world may be poorer without him but he’d given us himself in return, and what a gift that is.

Did you guys have a favourite episode of Parts Unknown, do you remember your first one? What interview or meal intrigued you? A favourite quote? 

I know it’s not easy to confide in another person, however close they are to you and perhaps it’s because they are, it’s crucial we make an honest-to-goodness attempt to give ourselves a chance to move past our own demons, to live a happy life, whatever that looks like to you. In the darkest times, we lack perspective, to see how much we can matter to another human being. I know.

So please. Do the bravest thing you might ever have to do. Ask for help. Here’s a link to some excellent resources a good friend of mine sent to me.

HELPGUIDE.ORG | Are you feeling suicidal?

I hope you safe and thriving.

Devina

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An open letter to the suicidal

(US and International suicide hotlines at the end)

Dear fellow humans,

If you made it past a really bad yesterday it means that you’re still here today, able to reach a computer, your eyes aren’t burning badly and too blurry from exhaustion. That’s a lot than what some people can say, the ones that collapse into an unconscious heap, sleep-starved. I don’t know what your life is like so I’m not going to pretend that I do but I have an idea of  how it can knock a body down.

It’s extremely saddening to hear when someone gives up on the whole business of existing. Suicide isn’t the solution. If anything, it makes life even more terrible for those still alive. This is issue has been plaguing me off and on for the past few months; why is it so appealing? Oblivion? But what use is that? When so many people are fighting every second, grabbing with hands and feet onto the thread that still binds them to life.

“There’s no such thing as an ordinary human.”

~The (ninth) Doctor

To friends and family and co-workers and even strangers

I understand it’s difficult to spot when when someone is thinking about committing suicide but whenever you see a friend depressed or withdrawn, try to talk to them. A lot of people feel unloved and not cared for, that they’re so insignificant that their absence won’t even matter. Show them that you’re there whenever they need you.

I honestly can't remember where I found this and I sincerely hope it's not something I be sue over.

I honestly can’t remember where I found this and I sincerely hope it’s not something I could be sued over.

To you, the suicidal

Don’t do it. Please please please don’t. You’re so much more than nothing. You can turn around if you try and you really have to try. If not for your sake now, think about the family and friends and the strangers you’ll never meet, because you can affect everyone of them. One man caused the holocaust, he made that difference. So what change can you, a good person, make?

“900 years of time and space and I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important.”

– The (tenth) Doctor

You can be so much more. There might not be anyone else there for you but you. You are all that you have and you can be strong. I know, personally, someone who very nearly killed herself for the most stupid reason and today she see’s what a fool she was. Not all worries are stupid, or inconsequential but if you’re still breathing the next day, well, it means that it hasn’t destroyed you. If you can survive another day then you can do it again, again … and a thousand other days.

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Expectations, depression and a little about my life

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Do you know how difficult it is to life up to expectations? Of course you do, who doesn’t? My family is counting on me to become a doctor, fine, no problem, I shall endure boot-camp with Chemistry and Maths courses. I’d like to be one, a doctor, I have for the longest while but I’m not really sure if that what I’m meant to do in life but I won’t know until I try, right? So I will, I’m going to bust my butt to try to get into Cambridge or another good college.

We have a little family business, that my siblings and cousins and I are expected to continue to run and improve and being somewhat the eldest I’m expected to get serious, I’ve already got my fingers in the familial pie and I will do my darned best. My family has worked too hard for everything to waste away, they sacrificed a lot for us to get to this point and I owe it to them and the business to assert my self and commit.

These days I’m being teased about when I get married this will happen so and so, then they go on about the boy, a very sorry boy if he  got on the wrong side of my daddy dearest who – like all dads – has a shotgun. My grandma and some of my friends are relentless when they touch on that subject, the boy, I cringe at the thought.

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