I often wonder why some people can be so mean all the time? I wonder about whether it’s a front out in the public eye, or are they rotten all of the time, even with their family? Life is already short enough and I have to question as to whether this is really who they want to be?
I am a 49 year old man now, and was diagnosed with Dementia last year. This is a disease that is robbing me of my short term memory. I was fired from my job because of it, and it has completely changed who I am as a husband, father, and grandfather. I don’t notice as much with friends, the main reason for this is because they don’t visit. I have been completely dropped off their radar because others tell me they don’t know what to say? They don’t know what to say?? Really?
I joined an on-line support group last year, and has been an important part of my daily routine. I am able to converse with others who have been diagnosed with Alzhiemer’s / Dementia as well. I can relate to not only them but also their caregivers as well. This site has, until now has been an explosive boost to how I am able to cope with this disease and what it holds for my future. One persons words can bring your “high” on life to a complete standstill. One person out of a network of almost 11,000 members can stop my words? Yes, I guess they can, but for a very short time. The support that I have received from this group has boosted my spirit and I will continue to write. This individual will have to skip my post or block me, because I will continue to post every morning and every night.
Hate can be contagious, the same way happiness can be. One person can bring down an empire of positivity and turn it into a gutter of filth. We need more good in this world of uncertainty that we face every day. With the plane disasters, the mall shootings, car accidents, the overseas wars, and all the other gory events that are happening all around us it is getting harder to find something to smile about. As hard as we might try to shield ourselves from all of the chaos that is happening around us we can’t fully ignore it, no matter how hard we might try. We can tell ourselves that we are not going to watch the news, but we will still hear it around the water cooler at work. We can tell ourselves that we are not going to read the paper, but will still be hit with pieces of it in the checkout line at the supermarket. We simply cannot hide from these daily happenings.
I think about all of the ‘hate” that continue to this day concerning race. When are we ever going to move pass this and understand that the color of your skin doesn’t matter. We are all created equal and the haters need to accept it and move forward. Do the haters really want to live their lives in a way that brings them and others nothing but misery? Do they want to raise their children to hate? When will things change. The hate that surrounds us in our nation is certainly something that I am not proud of as a citizen of this country. Words can hurt just as much as a knife can. Words can cripple people from ever being confident to go out on stage and perform in a play. Hate can keep you from trying out for baseball in school. Hate can keep you from every picking up the trumpet and trying out in a band, or filling an application for your first job. Hate can ultimately. and does lead to young people taking their own lives.
When people are singled out and made to feel singled out it can cause enough emotional stress for them to want to end it all. Every single person has a story that deserves to be heard, and has a right to tell it to the rest of us. So often after yet another teen suicide all we hear is people saying they “just didn’t know” that they were so depressed, sad, made to feel inferior, didn’t know they were being beaten by a parent, or whatever they might be going through. If we are ever going to change this devastating cycle that we are on, it needs to start in our schools. Our children need to be trained to notice, understand, and realize when it is time to speak up.
I am pleading to you today to make a difference if you know of someone who needs your help. At least make an effort? Everyone deserves a chance, and it does not matter what color their skin color is, whether they are male or female. It doesn’t matter if they are rich or poor. It doesn’t matter if they are short, tall, small, big, long haired or bald. It doesn’t matter if they are young or old. The cycle of hatred that we as a people are in needs to change, and you can be one that take the first step in making the changes that are needed. I’m begging you today, please make a difference.