Solitude
Solitude is often necessary for our sanity. Man’s ongoing suffering often enters our circle of awareness and tries to hijack our emotional wellbeing. It is vital that we deliberately seek happiness; we must spend time quietly reflecting on and strategising how we can turn our thoughts into progressive actions.
Many of us are often overwhelmed by the dreadfulness that continuously tries to kidnap our peace and happiness. Our small population often seems to thrive upon pain. It is troubling to often have to comfort children who experience hurt too early, wipe the tears of women who wear their pain on their shoulders and be an anchor for the men who are drowning but are often too afraid to admit it.
When we consider our country’s suicide rate, it is clear that we are people in pain and that mental suffering is not given the priority it should be. Just this week, we witnessed the sentencing of a mother to prison for 98 years for killing her two children. She had also attempted to take her own life. Many have noted and are outraged that she received no psychiatric evaluation. Mental illness can no doubt be likened to a prison and unfortunately the symptoms of those prisoners when trapped are sometimes evil.
