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Forwarded from The Coffee Talk Table (Chuchu Sata)
Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say "My tooth is aching" than to say "My heart is broken."
~ C.S. Lewis
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A late Good Morning but we have something to make it up for it. We would like to share with you a piece we found so interesting and touching.
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By Debbie Tesfaye
Hello there,
I hope your day is going good. Let me share something from my day. So I was on my way home and I couldn't find any taxi, the sun was also playing it's role by being a little too dramatic and burning a hole through my skin. Then I decided to take the bus, I got in and sat next to a man (age close to his late 40s) as I assumed. I'm not comfortable with starting random conversations with strangers cause you know, social anxiety things. But did this man care? No. He just started making simple conversations and I played along easing up bits by bits. Then he started talking about determination, hope and courage. I was like okay? Why are we talking about this. But I figured he was just trying to coach me as a father, I smiled at that and continued listening. When I tell you the wisdom of this man was heavily enthralling.
I don't like interrupting people while they talk so I was just listening to him. My silence didn't seem to bother him he just continued talking and talking and suddenly started asking me questions, I tried answering each of them as honestly as I could. There was a brief moment of silence after my answers and then he told me he lost his child not longer than two months ago with tears simmering in his eyes. Don't you have moments where you literally can't utter two syllables? Yeah I was in that exact same situation. But I didn't want to show that, I swallowed my own tears and continued listening. He told me about how handsome of a man his son was, how humble and so caring. I didn't miss the love shining through his orbs. My heart still aching I continued listening then I found out he lost him to suicide. I honestly don't know how it is even possible to have enough courage to talk about a deeply cut fresh wound. I still said nothing, he was sobbing and shaking so hard I didn't know what to do. I'm not talking about a teenager or someone who has lived life amateurishly but a man with three kids. I waited, he cooled down a bit and proceeded with the story.
About how his son got into depression, about the medical treatments and the like. Of all the things he said this struck me so deep " I knew he was sick, I knew he wasn't doing okay but I never thought he'd leave us like that". This was the only moment I saw him hurt because he left him. All along he kept on saying "He had so much to give, the world needed him, he had so much to live for". Yes, I was still listening because I felt like he had so much to drop off his chest and I was the perfect stranger. As his destination was nearing he tried to conclude the point of why he broke down like that, here's what he'd said:
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@AYMIND
Hello there,
I hope your day is going good. Let me share something from my day. So I was on my way home and I couldn't find any taxi, the sun was also playing it's role by being a little too dramatic and burning a hole through my skin. Then I decided to take the bus, I got in and sat next to a man (age close to his late 40s) as I assumed. I'm not comfortable with starting random conversations with strangers cause you know, social anxiety things. But did this man care? No. He just started making simple conversations and I played along easing up bits by bits. Then he started talking about determination, hope and courage. I was like okay? Why are we talking about this. But I figured he was just trying to coach me as a father, I smiled at that and continued listening. When I tell you the wisdom of this man was heavily enthralling.
I don't like interrupting people while they talk so I was just listening to him. My silence didn't seem to bother him he just continued talking and talking and suddenly started asking me questions, I tried answering each of them as honestly as I could. There was a brief moment of silence after my answers and then he told me he lost his child not longer than two months ago with tears simmering in his eyes. Don't you have moments where you literally can't utter two syllables? Yeah I was in that exact same situation. But I didn't want to show that, I swallowed my own tears and continued listening. He told me about how handsome of a man his son was, how humble and so caring. I didn't miss the love shining through his orbs. My heart still aching I continued listening then I found out he lost him to suicide. I honestly don't know how it is even possible to have enough courage to talk about a deeply cut fresh wound. I still said nothing, he was sobbing and shaking so hard I didn't know what to do. I'm not talking about a teenager or someone who has lived life amateurishly but a man with three kids. I waited, he cooled down a bit and proceeded with the story.
About how his son got into depression, about the medical treatments and the like. Of all the things he said this struck me so deep " I knew he was sick, I knew he wasn't doing okay but I never thought he'd leave us like that". This was the only moment I saw him hurt because he left him. All along he kept on saying "He had so much to give, the world needed him, he had so much to live for". Yes, I was still listening because I felt like he had so much to drop off his chest and I was the perfect stranger. As his destination was nearing he tried to conclude the point of why he broke down like that, here's what he'd said:
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"Right before few minutes of his death I was out in a Café waiting to meet up with a friend, my friend was late so I took out my phone with the thought of calling my son but I said I'd do it later. I always ask myself if I had called, would something have changed? Would he still be alive? Not calling at that moment will be the greatest regret of my entire life. But I know what was meant to happen has happened and I don't want to get myself in a fight with God asking him why he did what he did. Whether pleasant or not I can't change anything about it. So what I advise you is to fight as much as you can, have faith in God but none other and never give up. I wish I'd told my son this but it is for a reason I met you and I'm passing this message to you."
I thanked him, told him that I'd pray for him and his family. Like I said I didn't know what to say but it wasn't me who needed ears to listen.
If you came all this way please be patient and read this; I know what living in depression feels like believe me, I know what anxiety and panic attacks are like, I know what over thinking and crying yourself to sleep is like, I know how the voices in your head have the power of deafening you. I'm not saying this to beautify my words but because if you're going through these, I feel for you and I understand. You have so much to give, so much to live for, laughs you haven't laughed yet, tears of joy you haven't shed yet and falling and rising ups you haven’t seen yet so please stay you’re loved and treasured more than you could possibly know.
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By @DebbieTesfaye
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I thanked him, told him that I'd pray for him and his family. Like I said I didn't know what to say but it wasn't me who needed ears to listen.
If you came all this way please be patient and read this; I know what living in depression feels like believe me, I know what anxiety and panic attacks are like, I know what over thinking and crying yourself to sleep is like, I know how the voices in your head have the power of deafening you. I'm not saying this to beautify my words but because if you're going through these, I feel for you and I understand. You have so much to give, so much to live for, laughs you haven't laughed yet, tears of joy you haven't shed yet and falling and rising ups you haven’t seen yet so please stay you’re loved and treasured more than you could possibly know.
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By @DebbieTesfaye
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"Don't late your bad days trick you into thinking you have a bad life."
Too any one who is still up crying themselves, contemplating, pondering thoughts, void mind, suicidal thoughts and broken hearts. This is just a bad day or days but life, life is eternal. Your life is not bad. Sleep well the sun will shine tomorrow.
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"Don't late your bad days trick you into thinking you have a bad life."
Too any one who is still up crying themselves, contemplating, pondering thoughts, void mind, suicidal thoughts and broken hearts. This is just a bad day or days but life, life is eternal. Your life is not bad. Sleep well the sun will shine tomorrow.
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"People may ATTACK you, CRITICIZE you or IGNORE you. They can CRUMPLE you up with their words, SPIT you out or WALK ALL OVER you but remember whatever they do or say, you will always keep your VALUE."
- Frederik Imbo
Negative words and deeds that you endured thorough out the day can not change who you are. You are loved, creatively, fearfully and wonderfully made. You are the only one who can change your VALUE. Good Night.
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- Frederik Imbo
Negative words and deeds that you endured thorough out the day can not change who you are. You are loved, creatively, fearfully and wonderfully made. You are the only one who can change your VALUE. Good Night.
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Make room for other people's story
Means: Stop assuming we know all when it comes to mental health and start asking questions
Means: Replace our paternalism with respect for people's choices
Means: Face the stigma head on
"Close to half of us will experience one (mental illness). Even we don't ever qualify for a clinical mental health diagnosis, we still all know what its like to feel sad, worried or overwhelmed. Our bad days don't all end in hospitalization but we still all know what its like to have a bad day."
- Dan Berstein
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Means: Stop assuming we know all when it comes to mental health and start asking questions
Means: Replace our paternalism with respect for people's choices
Means: Face the stigma head on
"Close to half of us will experience one (mental illness). Even we don't ever qualify for a clinical mental health diagnosis, we still all know what its like to feel sad, worried or overwhelmed. Our bad days don't all end in hospitalization but we still all know what its like to have a bad day."
- Dan Berstein
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Hi all! My nonprofit is looking for young people to get involved and help us shape our programs to support youth-led mental health initiatives. I'd be so thankful for your help spreading the word! We have a range of opportunities including a Lived Experience Advisory Committee which some of you might be interested in! Learn more and apply here: https://www.generationmentalhealth.org/join-the-team
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Interested in being part of Generation Mental Health? Check out what opportunities we have available at the moment!
I used to close my eyes
To what stirred under my bed,
Now they're open wide
To the monsters in my head
Instead of claws, they whisper lies
Sinking fear in quiet steps,
So I will fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Said I'll fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Oh I will fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Said I'll fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
-Growing Up, RUN RIVER NORTH*
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To what stirred under my bed,
Now they're open wide
To the monsters in my head
Instead of claws, they whisper lies
Sinking fear in quiet steps,
So I will fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Said I'll fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Oh I will fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
Said I'll fight in the light
'Til I give my final breath.
-Growing Up, RUN RIVER NORTH*
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*You can find the track on @AYMINDPlay
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In an effort to advance gender equality and enhance research methodologies of all Ethiopian women, Setaweet is working on publishing the inaugural issue of a journal titled ‘Writing our Rights’.
The journal includes contemporary gender issues that are broadly related to: culture of representation, history of exclusion and instability, Imagining deeper democracy through media and arts, and the relationship between Politics and Ethiopian Society. It particularly focuses on interdisciplinary scholarships that consider the complex interconnected ways that gender, class, ability, ethnicity, and other identities that shape the lived realities of Ethiopian women and men.
Currently, the Setaweet team is looking for a cover design that will effectively communicate the theme of the journal. If you are interested, follow the rules and submit your work. For any questions, you can contact us via
setaweetmovement@outlook.com.
This application is only open for women. @Setaweet
In an effort to advance gender equality and enhance research methodologies of all Ethiopian women, Setaweet is working on publishing the inaugural issue of a journal titled ‘Writing our Rights’.
The journal includes contemporary gender issues that are broadly related to: culture of representation, history of exclusion and instability, Imagining deeper democracy through media and arts, and the relationship between Politics and Ethiopian Society. It particularly focuses on interdisciplinary scholarships that consider the complex interconnected ways that gender, class, ability, ethnicity, and other identities that shape the lived realities of Ethiopian women and men.
Currently, the Setaweet team is looking for a cover design that will effectively communicate the theme of the journal. If you are interested, follow the rules and submit your work. For any questions, you can contact us via
setaweetmovement@outlook.com.
This application is only open for women. @Setaweet
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