Mental health

Mental health is precious. It's an intelligent person who, once you've told them something that's got you down doesn't fill you up with platitudes.

Imagine: You're an old person. You live alone after your spouse has died. Nobody ever visits you. You do everything on your own; a day out; shopping; a meal in a cafe, and so on. You spend every single day on your own. When everybody else is celebrating Christmas, or Easter; or having summer holidays, or celebrating someone's birthday; you do none of these things. Ever. Bit pointless, when you've got no one to share anything with any more.

One day, you fall, and your GP sends someone to help you get up off the floor. The inevitable questions about how the fall happened ensue. The questions about friends/family are asked. Your reply is that you are isolated, and there's no one to call on, with which the carer replies: "Don't worry. You're not alone."

Who is suffering from a lack of intelligence now? And why even SAY such a stupid sentence? It makes utterly no sense to us who are most definitely alone and isolated, every single day of our lives.

Where did that old cliche come from - the one that goes: No man is an island? Some of us are. Get used to it and stop saying stupid things as if they count for anything. Keep your mental health and use your intelligence for a change. You never know, it might make you smile, laugh, or get to share something reasonable with a stranger, instead of a stock platitude that nobody believes in any more.