I Give UP

You may have given up on life, but life probably hasn’t given up on you. Hopefully, after your inevitable panic attack, after vomiting all over yourself and your car, you can look for more non-destructive solutions to the jam you are in.

Yes, where you are now sucks, but all sorts of people weaker and stupider than you find their way out. I have a reasonable belief that you can learn from all this. Admitting your faults will make you stronger. Learning from your mistakes will make you grow up.

This all starts by you saying, “I need help!” Say it to your wife. Say it to your family. Say it to your friends. Say it to a priest or a therapist. Say it to your boss and co-workers. Yes, many are going to say stupid and unhelpful things back to you. But some will understand. The ones that understand are worth 1,000 of the idiots, if not more.

If your society has taught you that death is preferable to dishonor then your society is WRONG. If shame eats you alive so badly that you can’t make good decisions about how to rescue yourself then you need to kick shame in the ass. Almost everywhere in this world, it is said that being charitable to the poor is a virtue. By virtuous by being charitable to yourself. Right now you are poor in spirit, in resources, in answers. Help yourself by asking for help. Help yourself by accepting help.

One day you will be very happily far away from this place and you will see your child, or a friend, or a co-worker fall into despair. You will pass these words onto them and offer your help.