It’s Saturday, so there’s a new post on my blog, but it’s also a day I shall be spending away from tech with family. Unfortunately, we’ve hit a small snag with a probable covid infection, so it will be a smaller gathering than we’d originally planned, but my toddler has picked up the holiday excitement this year and is currently bouncing off the walls refusing to go to bed.
Why yes, I am writing this on Christmas Eve, how could you tell?
Now, for the important stuff.
This time of year affects people very differently, and a couple of years ago my then-DM took his own life around this time of year. I’m not privy to all of the details, because I live in a culture where people refuse to talk about this stuff (it was several weeks before I found out it wasn’t an accident or illness because the hushed whispers weren’t said near enough to me).
Basically, I want to bring this up because I want people to realize that no matter how dark it can be, you can reach out for help, and find someone waiting there to aid you, whether you talk to your friends, a phone line, or a licensed professional. It’s just important that you talk out your problems.
If this post affects you at the time you read it, or you remember it in the future, please look for help local to you.
Thanks to a recent article in the British Medical Journal and its popularisation in various media outlets, I’ve learned recently of the Logic song 1-800-273-8255 and its impact on the calls to that number.
Now, to end on a lighter note, it’s still the holidays for some of us, and I have an appointment to help Santa put together the toy he’s delivering before I can go to bed.
So, to paraphrase Ferris Bueller (and Deadpool, for that matter), “You’re still here? It’s over. Go have some fun!”
And Merry Critmas, Everyone!
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