Why is it that when a person has cancer, we don’t want them to suffer; And when we see they are suffering so much that we know they are going to die, we pray that God would take them quickly…?
Yet, when a person is suffering so much mentally, and nobody can even see how much they are suffering, we try and convince that person to feel better and think positively about things? You cannot convince a mentally diseased person they are well anymore than you can convince a quadriplegic that he can walk. Thinking positively has great results when a person’s thinker isn’t broken. But what about when it is broken? What then?
Sometimes, the pain is so deep, the hurt is such a raw pain, that you cannot even treat it anymore with exercises that are meant to generate thoughts, medicines that are meant to dull the senses, and words that are meant to comfort the soul.
Why don’t we pray for those people, much like the cancer patient, to be eased from their suffering and taken quickly to Heaven?
I believe it is because, as a whole, society does not really believe that people SUFFER from mental pain and disease. If society really believed that, we would not want any person to suffer such undue mental pain, just like we do not want any person to suffer from cancer – whether or not it was self-induced.
Instead, society causes the mental and emotional pain to be worsened by criticizing the reason it even exists in the first place and attaching a negative stigma to it in general. Society causes the pain to worsen. Social conditioning that suffocates a person’s real motivations in life and garners a false sense of self causes the pain to worsen. Families cause the pain to worsen, the people who "LOVE YOU" cause it to worsen by placing obligations upon the inflicted as a means of showing that love, instead of offering them unconditional positive regard and nonjudgmental acceptance. The standards that people imply upon you, by which they measure the kind of person you are and by which they deem themselves as better or worse than you… cause the pain to worsen… and society justifies all of that.
Meanwhile, those suffering from mental pain just have to stay in it, remain a slave to it, all for the sake of allowing the uninflected people in society to keep their large, self-righteous egos intact.
Until you are there, enslaved, trapped in your own mind, criticized for it, and even neglected or cast out because of your deafening pain… you cannot know how disabling mental pain really is.
You can say that God can heal mental pain… but God can heal cancer, too. He doesn’t always heal cancer, so what makes you think He always heals mental pain and even on cue?
In the spiritual sense, it is not for you or I to decide who God heals and who He doesn’t. It is only for us to hope that we are not one of the inflicted, and if indeed we are, to seek His help.
I’m sitting here, waiting and hoping He will heal me, and all these years it has never happened for me. I tried to make it happen for myself; I tried to make life better for myself. I sought every means possible to work and make a living, support myself and my child, get a better education, get certified in various areas to gain employment, pay the various bills I had necessitated, make the right connections, take care of myself physically, seek help when necessary… and after it all, I am still enslaved but far more deadened than before, with even more pain, significantly more problems, and significantly less concern that I will ever be free from it.
There was a time that, when I felt suicidal, it was not that I wanted to literally die, but just that I wanted to kill off all the bad parts of my personality and character and make the good parts even more prominent and alive. I’m not perfect – far from it – but I just cannot find any large, impending trait of my own that I think is so evil; I am 300% better than I was 3 years ago – I am not the person I once was. I kept striving to be better and I made a lot of progress… it is like exercise and females in Corporate America, once you start working your way up, there is a glass ceiling past which you cannot progress. I have put in the work, where is the result? I just cannot keep living this way anymore. It seems that I have nothing left to accomplish… like I have tried every possible way to make a difference to no avail. I give up.
I want you to find peace without me, because I’m praying that if God has nothing else for me to accomplish in my life that He would just take me swiftly so I don’t have to suffer this pain anymore.
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