“Helplessness: that dull, sick feeling of not being the one at the reins. When did you last feel like that – and what did you do about it?
There is no last time to Helplessness. It is a constant in many of our lives. It doesn’t necessary pervade every aspect of our day but it exists. I guess like the number one it is lonely.
What makes us helpless? I think it is when we have a desire to change or alter something and have no apparent means of doing so.
We are helpless as we watch our children grow and make decisions that we don’t necessarily agree with and we have found out by experience there is a better way. For some reason the wisdom learned from living does not always get passed along to the next generation. Unfortunately this is more common than not.
We are helpless as we watch global violence unfold on our TV screens and it means little more than an action movie.
We are helpless as we watch the homeless trying to find shelter on a bitter cold night.
We are helpless as we watch loved ones struggle with and lose the battle against disease: Cancer, Parkinson’s, Multi-system failure, and the most debilitating -depression, bipolar disease, and Personality Disorders.
And why are mental illnesses the most debilitating?
Unlike physical based illness, mental illness is often not comforted by touch and words. We may not like it but can at least understand a physical failing or degeneration. We can understand our bodies betraying us. We are unable to reach inside someone’s head and remove offending thoughts that charge around causing confusion, fear and pain. Strange thoughts, strange words. Frightening. And all we can do is stand outside the arena of horror as our loved ones fight and unseen but deadly battle.
We are helpless as these victims heap another pile of guilt on themselves knowing what it does to others. To their loved ones.
We are helpless as we watch parents and children and partners dishing themselves an unhealthy serving of guilt believing that if they had been good, or done things differently the victim, their loved one would not have to endure hell on earth.
Sometimes the worst hells are not the ones we walk through ourselves but the ones others have to go through and we are helpless to change
Helpless. That’s us.
And sometimes all we can do is pray and believe in prayer and pray some more. Do you know I have had atheists tell me they have prayed in crisis. Not to a defined diety but to something.
I have seen the miracle of prayer. Sometimes prayer may must bring some comfort, some strength if not healing.
Gosh I hope some of you have been able to come up with a funny take on this WordPress prompt. Otherwise – we – remain- helpless – in too many areas.
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17 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Helpless When? Always”
That was a very hard prompt but you did it well……made me think and feel too!
You did a good job on this subject.
The one thing we are not helpless about is the way we live our life. It is a gift we can give to our children and all who know us.
Blessings ~ Maxi
Helpless is probably one of the worst possible feelings. Now I’m off to eat some chocolate and feel better!
I think the hardest times are when we are helpless about feeling helpless. A tough subject, you surely did it justice.
Thanks Joss. It is something very real to me at this time in my life so I suppose it was the right prompt for the moment!
Thank you for this. Pinned and tweeted. http://pinterest.com/pin/147141112797378603/
Thanks so much dear Kath!
Thanks so much for your kind words. I didn’t do psych when I was a nurse and I sure developed an admiration for those who could do it.
Very well done Chris. I like that you point out there is no “last” time to helplessness.
The statements you made were so clear. Tragedy on our news is no more than an action movie. Ouch. Reality.
Thanks Colleen. It was a strange post prompt I thought…and there are so many dealing.
I haven’t got to check out the other responses yet. It was ‘different’ for sure. But you really did an exceptional job.
Very impressive blog. Its energy is raw and striking. I was a psych nurse. We are, as a society at a point where we need to treat mental illness like we do cancer or a heart attack. The stigma of mental illness stops many from looking for the help they need. Blessings, Barbara