Well, what happens when *you* are the lost cause? It's all fine and dandy for people to say "well, if i feel i have to I will drop them" but they who say this are not the lost causes. When *you* are the lost cause, then what? How would you feel? Can you even imagine it? Theoretically a homeless person sitting along the side of the road is a lost cause. he is the dregs of society, that which teenagers walking by kick and attack, who is robbed, who has to be in fear for his life every day.
To be the dregs...to be a lost cause...when people around you are saying you are responsible for your own life when you've tried and tried again, and still fail, or you've lost hope. Or you've gone down the wrong path, and cannot find your way back again.
I don't know there just seems to be something wrong with that picture. To forget a human being, and let them drift on their own.
I guess I just wish people would be more unconditional, and keep trying different things (especially professionals) to help their patients. If not one therapeutic technique then another, if not one medication, then another, if I don't have the knowledge, here is omeone that might be able to help you.
And family members, I just wish there would be more unconditional love. Not everyone can pull themselves up by their bootstraps, not everyone can deal with life perfectly, not everyone is nice and kind. It just makes me feel really sad that these people are kicked around verbally by others (lazy, druggie, incompetent, weak).
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“In depression . . . faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the...feeling felt as truth...that no remedy will come -- not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. . . . It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul.”-William Styron
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