I should probably have broken this up into two posts. That’s what smart bloggers do. Ah, why should I change now?
What Baby Boomers Think Is Cool?
A millennial penned a post regarding things that baby boomers think are cool and are not. One of the first items was Crocs. Now, I agree with this. Much like those jelly shoes that found their way around I never completely understood Crocs. The smirking point of this for me was that the few people I’ve seen wear Crocs were Gen-Xers and not boomers.
And, the reason why I am writing about this post that I actually read a month ago (or more, let’s face it, time and I no longer know each other) is that the forward-thinking millenial added cursive writing to the list. Today with my notebook in hand, I brainstormed on a story I need to write. I started writing in block letters which immediately skidded into cursive. Cursive is quick and sometimes illegible, but that’s on me and that non-existent desire to be a medical professional.
I wondered if this very forward-thinking millennial ever actually used a pen and paper. Perhaps she uses her phone and briskly thumbs her way through every thought she will ever have. Or maybe she uses a computer that she stealthily carries with her EVERYWHERE. Imagine wanting to take discreet observations as you pull out your laptop or tablet and start clacking keys.
What does one’s signature look like if one doesn’t use cursive? (Okay, I know. There are these “docusigns” these days so we may never actually ever really need to sign our names again.) Are we reverting to the days when the illiterate X’ed their way through life? Will there be one day when those of us in the US who still know cursive and the Europeans, of course, because they respect and understand tradition, will have a secret language that millennials and younger don’t understand because they believe cursive is a waste of time?
Perhaps cursive is to me what shorthand was to the office professionals decades ago. A dying art of writing quickly.
Now For Something Sobering
Every 40 seconds someone kills him/herself.
What a staggering bit of knowledge!
Today is World Suicide Prevention Day.
Four people I’ve known have committed suicide. Two of them were very close to me.
It used to be that people were judged. The family was judged. It was a sin against the church. People didn’t talk about it. Effectively, not talking about it, sliding it under the carpet, is the worst thing we can do.
The next worst thing we can do is act as judge and jury of the person who commits suicide. I can assure you that you have no idea what they are going through unless you’ve actually had the thought in your mind.
If you’ve thought about suicide, you believe that your loved ones would be better off without you, that you’ve become a burden, a ray of darkness in their sunshiny world. I know this because recently I’ve felt that.
Depression feels like an alien, the alien from that movie, who has suddenly set up home inside of you without your permission. You feel like you have no control. That your joy and the best of you is gone forever. And you don’t talk to anyone about it because it’s…alien.
The world won’t be better without you. Knowing that, you must reach out. Find support.
If you think someone else has those feelings, reach out. Even if you’re wrong, they will appreciate the knowledge that someone cares. Who doesn’t want to feel like someone out there care about them?
Care. Be that someone who cares.
The world is not better without you.