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Friday, June 11, 2021

 Could I have stopped it?

As someone who had worked within the mental health industry for over 1 decade, I was impressed that there is an organisation, composed of like-minded people, who, fundamentally, want to prevent a loss of life through suicide. I have been to funerals of friends, friends of my children - yes, at the cusp of adulthood - who chose to end their lives.  

I witnessed the pain, the guilt on the faces of the loved ones they left behind: all begging a question- did I miss something? Or... Could I have stopped it?

Many loved ones who are left behind would say there was no sign, no indicator. That would be fairly accurate.  Not many are comfortable in sharing with their loved ones of their intention to end their lives.  But, if we know what to look for, and where to look, there are usually signs aplenty.

"Oh, that's easy for you to say", I hear someone muttering.... "You are a nurse!"  Hahaha... No.

During my days of training, we were not trained to observe for signs of suicidal tendencies.  We might have noted them down due to prior attempts, or that the patient actually said something along the line of "I want to kill myself".

Then, I worked in the mental health sector, and I hate to admit it, some of those whom we served, chose the kill themselves. We have counsellors, psychologists, and we, as nurses did all we could. We averted some actions, walked with some clients to resolve their issues, sent some who attempted to hospitals. But for some, we found out too late.

After each and every such incident, as the manager, I had to submit a report.  I would even check with the counsellors to see if there were any triggers or stressors, many times, the answer was either there was none, or none more than the usual.  Yet I always carried a guilt - Did I miss anything.

Joining the training by CFL was my way of finding out if I had done my best, and if I could have done more.  It kind of helped me purge some of the guilt I was carrying and helped me to understanding what some of my clients were going through that resulted in them taking their own lives.  More importantly, it helped me develop that sensitivity that would help anyone who is contemplating suicide to open up, rather than shutting down. 

Soon after, I decided to train, to pass on the knowledge that I had, so that more people are equipped with the skills to help others in their circle.  

We may not be able to save everyone. Suicide is a personal choice, a personal decision someone made to intentionally end their lives.  But for many, they just needed a guiding hand to bring them away from a downward spiral.

I would like to be the little boy who threw all the starfish that were washed ashore back into the ocean, knowing that he had made a difference to at least 1 starfish.

To those who want to help, and get the training... connect with me here, or google to see what is available in your area / country / location.

To those who are contemplating... reach out for help. It might not be as bleak as you originally thought. I was one of you.

Blessings.



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posted by charisMA @ 10:43 PM  

 Breaking the Silence!


Finally got round to writing on this platform again.  

It's been a while.  Many things changed.

For one, I have returned home.

For another, I am with one of my girls again.

I used to try at least one post a year, there were times when this platform was one I can really rant, rave or just ponder... 

Reading back on my old posts I realised that I had hinted at things of the past.  

Perhaps I will be more frank.  It's therapeutic for me.

If anyone stumbled across it, it might be for them too. 

Who knows? 

So, the title of this blog is really about breaking the silence on this platform, not about any juicy insider's information, as if I have any....

Watch this space.  I'm back!

posted by charisMA @ 6:40 PM  
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Growing up
My girls. They have grown
Too fast 
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older,
When did they?

When both were away
There was a moment of guilty relief
Relief coz I dun have to think about their dinner
Guilty coz, well parents are not supposed to enjoy that freedom
Are they?
So here I am
Sitting at the airport
Waiting for one of them to come back for a short break
Suddenly it hits home. 
My girls..
They are all grown up!

posted by charisMA @ 6:48 PM  
Thursday, June 30, 2016
Reason to live
Received a letter from each daughter yesterday. One is a postcard which I see as both a gift and a letter. The other was a letter with some sinfully yummy mint cake. 
Both letters brought tears to my eyes. 
Oh how they are dearly missed. 
They have been my strength and my comfort. 
My raison d'ĂȘtre all these years after stepping away from the window one last time, determined to give them all that I have. 
There r failings,  many times, and I wish I can turn back the clock to undo the mistakes and hurt caused. 
I can only try to help mend the damage that was done and seek forgiveness for inadvertently hurting my 2 angels. 
Now I thank God everyday, every moment for allowing me to enjoy seeing them growing up, soaring new heights, being themselves. Thank you Lord, for making me look at the children that night, when things could have turned out so differently.  

posted by charisMA @ 4:43 PM  
Monday, November 02, 2015
Reflection
Just one early afternoon, with new updates from different countries about their progress in psychiatric rehabilitation. The movement is now not rehabilitation, but recovery. It is no longer custodial, but community. Even Japan NGO moves so quickly from 2009 till now! The move is fast and progress furious. 
I am impressed. 

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posted by charisMA @ 3:13 PM  
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Weddings
Went to a colleague's wedding and witnessed his solemnization. 
The pastor shared a story about a couple who decided to say their vows to each other in their wedding outfit on their anniversary. 
Through the years they emphasized on different words, sometimes with gritted teeth but their resolve was always - I promised 
It is true, an unbroken promise is much sweeter than all the trials we can face. 
May this couple, and other couples too, remember their promise to each other. 
In sickness and in health, for richer for poorer, for better for worse... Till death us do part. There's victory in these promises. 
I still believe in keeping promises... Despite what happened to mine. 
posted by charisMA @ 12:40 AM  
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
RIP Robin Williams
So, think most of the world woke up to the sad news of Robin Williams' passing.
The man who brought so much laughter into our lives, somehow, did not find enough laughter for his.

That he had been battling this demon called depression for many years doesn't surprise me.
Depression hits all walks of life, and seems to hit people in the entertainment industry harder.
At least that's my personal opinion.

Think about it, people in the entertainment business, actors / actresses / comedians / singers - they feed off the responses from the audience, even real time, if it was a stage show.

Imagine you are in a party and was cracking jokes but nobody laughed. 
That's embarrassing.
Imagine you are supposed to crack jokes that for a living and the audience isn't laughing, or isn't laughing as much.

Insecurities, anxiety, fear (of failing) and any other unresolved issues will surface and hit you like a ton of bricks.

That doesn't mean people from other profession don't get depressed, they do.
They can have the best family support one can ask for, but they cannot come away from the dread.
They can be the most successful in the eyes of their loved ones or people around them, but they cannot push themselves  away from the feeling of inadequacy.

I salute Robin Williams, for he battled on, brought much joy on screen to many, touched lives off screen to even more, in spite of his illness.

He battled long and hard. He is not young.  No one can nor should fault him for not fighting harder or being impulsive.

Robin Williams, thank you for sharing so much of your talent and life with all of us.  You don't have to fight any more.  Rest in Peace.


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posted by charisMA @ 6:30 PM  
Thursday, December 26, 2013
So who's crazy?
Been following this series that has the FBI tapping into the strength of an external party to help solve cases.
What's so special?
This guy is supposed to be a person recovering from mental illness.
I like this show as it allows for problems, in this case, homicides
To be seen from a different perspective, a totally different point of view.

It really begs the question,
"So, who is crazy here?"

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posted by charisMA @ 10:41 PM  
Blessed Christmas
And so we have come to the end of yet another year.  
Christmas, a day I look forward to every year...
A day when I would be busy roasting a big bird,
Getting the veggies done...

So, how did I spend my Christmas Day, you might ask?
I slept and slept 
And woke up just in time to 
attempt some brunch my darlings prepared for me.

Barely able to stand up for more than 10 minutes,
A quick clean up of the bird and 
Even quicker marinate

The bird was thrown into the oven 
With little ceremony
As I waddled back to my bed
And slept... again...

The final product was good
But fell far short of my standard,
and soon after the meal was done,
Yours truly crawled back to bed
to sleep..

So all in all, this Christmas Day
Was quite a blur,
For one slept 19 out of the 24 hrs
All to recover from the wretched flu.

Finally the day is over and I am feeling better
So I look forward to the next Christmas 
When I will attempt to roast another bird again.

Until then, let us celebrate good health
Blessings of the year we are in
& Blessings there will be in 2014

Cheers!

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posted by charisMA @ 10:34 PM  
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