Guns aren’t the issue. People are the issue. Don’t start pointing fingers at radical terrorists. The psych field is booming. Silence is deadly. Technology is killing us. Beware…this rant could take forever.
Yesterday, I woke up to a text from my girl, about a shooting in Las Vegas, NV. I then promptly read an article in the New York Times by Jose A. Delreal and Jonah Engel Bromwich. “Stephen Paddock Las Vegas Shooting”
Of course, it isn’t easy for anyone to swallow in. It’s a damn tragedy. It’s awful. It’s frightening. I’m truly at a loss for words, when it comes to the families of all those victims. My condolences to all of you and your families.
However, and I hate to be blackhearted, in today’s day in age…haven’t we already established that we live in crazy times right now? #Pray4Vegas, #Pray4Paris, #Pray4WhicheverCity. We are out of control. For crying out loud, these hashtags, Facebook status updates with new profile pictures manipulated to conveniently choreographed colors, in order to symbolize unity…what’s all that going to do? Seriously? To empathize? Sympathize? I’m sorry, but perhaps I’m just cynical. After skimming through a few more articles, on the same topic, I pictured a guy who was obviously clinically depressed, and was probably going through a crap show in his lifetime.
First and foremost, for Christ sake. After reading the article, I stumbled through garbage like…”where the hell did he get automatic weapons?” and the words “Islamic State.” Wonderful. Now, for a week or two, we are all going to have to sit through the news casters talk about gun policies and Islamic radicals, etc. And then, watch left and right wingers play this off of each other. Blah blah blah, blah blah.
In nursing school, during my psych rotation, it was so easy for my classmates and I to play on the sidelines. Hell, we were obviously chicken, we didn’t know what the heck to expect. We were little babies, watching over our shoulder the whole time on the milieu. It was probably by our 3rd week in, when we actually started saying hello to patients and interacting with them. Needless to say, we had to do it. We were forced to because it was obviously an assignment. And to this day, I see nursing students on my unit, with that same mentality.
Now, food for thought, can you even imagine? We had to interact with those psych patients because we were forced to. What do you think normal everyday citizens would do? Ignore…walk by…and mind their own. Which brings me into my rants about technology! Crappers! We’re all on our phones all the time, to even acknowledge and interact with one another as human beings! I mean don’t get it twisted…I’m like that and hesitant too. We are so programmed to feel scared and frightened to even begin a conversation with people we don’t know. We can’t trust anyone in this world because we have all gone mad and easy to pull the trigger!
Ugh. I digress.
I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I’m tired of seeing my psych patients, rerouted back to the facility, over and over again. Medications obviously don’t work. They only stabilize acute symptoms, for a short period of time. Maybe he was as psychopathic as they come! Who the hell knows?! Maybe, it was a long-term depressed guy, antisocial, had no one to turn to, social network/supportive system was shot to hell. Our freaking social norms/standards have our heads so far up our butts. Maybe we, as a collective, didn’t see it coming? Maybe we didn’t care to notice. Maybe…we all just passed him by. Maybe we all need to start interacting with one another, on a more personal level.
Then again, who knows. Then again, who the heck knows. Maybe our freedom of will, is just too free. We can’t save everyone.
But, who am I kidding. I’m as hypocritical as they come.
Now, I hate to be honing readers into my blog, by using this unfortunate event as a selling point. But, I feel that it is imperative to educate everyone on the basic signs and symptoms of depression. In light of watching Criminal Minds on the regular (that’s right…), think of this next bit as “we’re ready to give a profile on the unsub,” as Agent Gideon would say.
SIGECAPS: The Common Mnemonic for Depression.
- Sleep (changing patterns)
- Interests (decreased). This can of course include antisocial qualities, simply having no interest to interact with anyone. We use terms like guarded, disengaged, hesitant, etc.
- Guilt (a recent or ongoing stressor)
- Energy (poor)
- Concentration (poor)
- Appetite (changing patterns)
- Psychomotor (agitation)
- Suicidal ideation.
Hopefully, it’ll shine more light on how we live with each other.