What About Me?

Hi to you all.


Today is a gem, beautiful and very sunny.  Most excellent.

If there is any rain coming then I sincerely hope that it goes to you and not me!


I have an acquaintance in the place where I live and when we meet we always have a long chat.

She has been getting quite depressed for many years now and it is sad to see the difference when she really gets down.

It is distressing. because there is nothing that you can say that helps her, it just has to pass.

Winston Churchill used to get depressions too, and he called them his ‘black dog’, and just waited it out until the dark times ended.

Some people think that it was his manic depression that enabled him to be such an inspirational leader in the dark times.


I suppose that we all feel down now and then, but it is strange to think that when I was young no one ever seemed to say that they were depressed.


It appears that  once we reached the sixties the rates of depression increased by a large amount.

More people suffering from it and requesting help to deal with it.

Isn’t that a strange thing?


At the very time that society was being freed up significantly, with people being allowed to do their own thing as a matter of  course, this problem increases.


Could it be that a person no longer felt that they had to hide how low they were feeling, no longer fearing to be seen as unable to cope, asking for help.

Or could it be that by the very act of society relaxing it’s strictures and allowing more personal freedom, they were altering how people looked at life.


I think  it may be that with increased expectations and increased freedom and leisure time, people began to look inside themselves and examine life  more.


I  know that television helped change things too.

It was possible to finally see the way that the other half lived and to feel cheated and deprived, and possibly feel inadequate because that sort of lifestyle was out of reach.


When I was a child the only people I met were  exactly the same as my family, everyone living in a similar home, with similar possessions , and similarly hard up.

The only life  different from that was to be read  about in books or viewed in a film at the cinema.  It was not perceived as real life.

Everyone knew their place and they understood that, but with the sixties ,teenagers arrived, and wanted to be different from their parents, and they had a real sense of expectation about life.

It was the beginning of the  ‘what about me’  generation’


I think that freedom caused people to be much more introspective, and that in turn caused more reported depression.

No one was told to go home and pull their socks up and get on with it anymore, they were told to take Prozac or some other freely available anti depressants.

Numbing the pain and confusion by chemical means.

I don’t know if this was bad or good but it may perhaps make a person feel that nobody thinks that it can be dealt with in any other way.


I was always lucky because I found that alcohol, in large quantities, always did it for me, but if you quote me on this I shall vehemently deny it.


Old people can also become very grumpy and depressed because of their age.  they hate how they look and they are unhappy with their lot.

It can be funny actually to hear people getting out of their tree about ‘the youth of today’.

In many cases the only basis for their dislike is that young people are fit and beautiful and having a bloody good time.

This is not so much depression as bloody jealousy.


When I have conversations with my contemporaries,s and we discuss what we would do if we could be young and do it all again, a large number say that they regret not having had more sex when they had the chance.

I was lucky because the pill was available when I was about 20 so there was not the terror of pregnancy from then on.

We were also lucky because there was not the risk of HIV then and Penicillin still worked on most diseases.

In many, many. ways , the sixties were the most fabulous years ever!  I do not think that any other people have ever had such a fine time as we did.


Now that I have thoroughly depressed you, you can go on with your day in the sure knowledge that it will improve greatly from now on.





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