I’m blogging every day in May, for no particular reason other than I can. I’ve come up with 31 topics and I’m going to bash on my keyboard about each of them. If you enjoy them then you’re welcome; if you don’t, then why are you still here?
“Everything will be okay in the end, so if everything is not okay then it is not the end.”
OK, so it’s an overdone one and although most of the Internet seems to be convinced it’s a John Lennon quote, while others seem to say it comes from an Indian proverb. I’m not sure what the truth is, and I’m not sure how true what the quote says is either but it’s a nice thought, and we should all hold as many of those as we can.
Each year about 6,500 people in the UK decide that everything is so not OK that it is the end for them. More men make the decision than women, making men about three times more likely to take their own life than women.
Back in 2010, at the end of May, my dad became one of those 6,500 people a year and, although I can still re-live each aspect of the day (and even the evening before, when I spoke to him by phone), I still can’t really put much of this stuff into words.
My dad, alone on that night in May, decided that everything was not OK, and that it was the end. And as someone who, aside from being very clever beyond that he’d ever have admitted or realised, was well known for being stubborn and dogged this quote, when I heard it in that film about India, joined up some neurons that’ve stuck.
It’s OK to not be OK. It’s OK to ask for help. And it’s OK to just do your best if people in your life need you to help them.
He’d have been 62 today.