Hi, my fraternal brothers.
A few years ago I had made the most important 'phone call of my life.
A young boy's reassuring & soft voice inside of me told me big Pete, make the most important 'phone call of your life. With everything else swirling around in my head, that voice stood out. I called Suicide prevention at my Veterans Administration mental health clinic.
Like most of us that have made that 'phone call we were in living hell at the time. I was trembling uncontrollably,I was more than likely speaking in a loud voice, as most of us persons with hearing disabilities tend to ALWAYS speak loudly. I was choking up on my words, and shedding a few streaks of tears.
Fortunately for me my pickup had the OnStar feature and I had the suicide hot line card on me.
I called that number, immediately a soft spoken female came on line to listen to me, asking all sorts of questions with a soothing & reassuring voice, never interrupting me, but ever so slowly with that soft reassuring voice calming me down. When she had finally got me back down to earth she told me that just as soon as I could drive to the clinic (60) miles away safely. That someone would meet me at the door. Still in that soft, gentle, reassuring voice i got control over myself, and told her that i'm on my way.
I was met at the door, again by someone whom had a soft, reassuring & calming voice. I was taken to the chief shrink of the clinic, he talked to me & told me that for my own safety I should be locked up at the mental health ward for observation. But, it was my call volunteer or not. Well I volunteered as it sounds much better than I'm going to lock you up for your own protection.
As for your call for help. I think that that particullar individual was most unprofessional in his manner, and in my opinion he should have been reported to his supervisor. No one should ever be cut off under those circumstances NO ONE.
But, you showed great courage in seeking immediate help.
We "macho men" all too often worry about the perceived stigma of having those words entered onto our medical records mental & psychological case. Being locked up in the looney ward ( a term used in my youth),to keep himself from harming himself. Like I've trained myself as that boy "Boy's Don't Cry." "We don't show Weakness." I'm sure glad that I showed my "weakness" in caring for myself.
Don't ever hesitate when we find ourselfs overwhelmed or way too deep inside of our self to ask for help. It is definitely not a sign of "weakness." It's a sign of "COURAGE."
Babbled on too long for sure.
Wishing all my brothers here well in healing.
"I will take that lost boys hand, and I will lead him from the depths of darkness, into the sunshine, forever into eternity." As he is me.
Working Boys' Home 10-14 yrs old, grades 5-8. 1949-1953
A very humble alumni of the WOR Dahlonega, GA.
May 15-17 2009, Alta, Sep. 2009. Sequoia, 2010.
Hope Springs, 2010.