“I have given up on god. just finished writing my suicide note. I dont know what else to do. i dont know where to look for help. my life is too much for me right. im loing more than im gaining. i need serious help. im giving my self a next week if nothing gets better i will know what to do.”
Someone sent this comment in, I do not know of it is a bluff, but I will not take a chance. I implore all who blog, peep, visit this site, to please pray for this person whose blog name is KG. If it is indeed a bluff, then also include in your prayer release for all those who may be suffering in any way throughout the world. If you need this person’s email or information just to connect with them, please do not put your phone number on the site or email address. Send it to me, I will in turn contact KG, to see it is ok to connect you and go from there.
Suicide is an out for many who cannot mange the “woes” of life, while it is true that life can be challenging, taking your life is not the answer. Suffering is a part of living, and there are many types of suffering. There are people who are wealthy by earthly means, who many believe do not have a care in the world, but they have mental distress or anguish which could be caused by so many things. Many people wish for money, but if you do not have the correct mental strength and discipline it takes to manage the strong energy which money carries, too much money can send people to the psych ward, many people do not know this. Poverty, poor conditions, not able to manage, for many people they ask their God, “what kind of life is this?” but at times they do not know that it is the love of God and wanting to keep them closer to the divine which has kept them in that position which they lament about everyday. I am not saying that it is good to be poor or people should not complain about their conditions, but all things which we experience are apart of our journey, something to bring us to the next phase of our lives.
For the poor, the roads are many to choose from. They can live a life of crime or they can have faith, pray and hope that one day things will change, they can sit and lament until that day come, but where ever we meet ourselves in life is apart of our journey, all this is apart of the journey. For the rich, they can hoard what they have, they can do whatever they want, or they can choose to assist others, serve humanity In some way with their wealth, and again it is apart of their journey which will assist them in uncovering who they are. We must come to self realization, focus and try to understand who we are.
KG may be on a spiritual path, and when God wants to rise you, you must fall first. When you hit the ground, there is no where to go other than up. Faith is a small word with a big meaning, life brings hope. Please KG, live!
There are many reasons for depression, sometimes our cup just runs over. On Saturday, I sat in my parlour and puddung one piece ah cow bawling, ah bawl, ah bawl, ah bawl, (I cried). Something that upset me sent me there. I felt my driver disrespected me with the way he answered me while driving, (the guy is illiterate, and was driving too rough on Nigeria bad roads, and answerd me a ignorant “what!” when I told him to adjust his speed, but yuh know we Jamaicans nuh tek nuh chat, and Africans always sound like dem ah cuss), so mi get dark and ignorant and put him inna a scandal bag (de grace one) de way how mi cuss and galang bad, cho yah man…..let me translate for non Jamaicans: he was rude and I had to put him in his place…(patois sweet ei nuh, caws de fuss sentence sweeta Dan de translation). De type of bawling I did Oprah would have called it the “ugly” cry, but choo mi nuh ugly MI cyan call it suh. It was one memory that sprung up as I vented (cuss) that night that brought down the cow bawling. It was of how my mother rejected (threw me from her house after I got pregnant in high school) me and how the wicked babyfather treated me, him was a original gallis, ole duty dranco, (he was a notorious womanizer). The way how the driver answered me that night, which I felt was disrespectful and caused de Jamaican market woman to come outta me, triggered the memory of this ( and all I had been through) that I thought I had dealt with in my Ife, but had not. I felt in that moment of de cow bawling , like running down the street shouting and pulling out the human hair mi just put in, but because I am easily embarrassed, I thought about people pointing at me while saying dah gal deh mad, so I quickly cancelled it. The bawling provided a relief, although I was still embarrassed, the African that were around watched and chat in their language as de very cool Obara Meji bawl dung de place, dem chat mi ei si inna dem language, shame!
Life is rough one way or the other for some people, but let us cherish the life we do have. Suicide will only make your journey harder, because some people who you see with deformities, or with certain disabilities had committed suicide in a past life and had to come back with those challenges. Suicide is not escaping life and it’s journey, it is not a solution, it only makes the journey harder and delay your spiritual evolution. It is a harsh punishment in the world of spirit and it holds back the spiritual family from evolving as a family. It is never the answer to life’s problems, it is a harsh reality, when you get to the other one, a daunting one. One where you will see and regret your mistake. If you have given up on God, please do not give up on yourself. God is within you, so that energy has nowhere to go, you cannot remove it from your life, but please live, please give life another chance.
KG, please give life a chance, if it is money, let us know so we may try to help, or tutor you on how to assist yourself. If it is an listening ear, I am here and so are others, whatever it is, we are your family, please give us a chance. Live KG, live. Please help me pray for KG and others who may be going through challenges. The fact that you left this comment shows me that you need help, you do not want to die.
Please live, burn the note, the suicide note that you have written, you will be alright. This site is filled with post of all that I have gone through and still going through. A man who I trusted stole all I invested in and then turned around and set people who I introduced him to against me, told them lies about me. They In turn began to lie on me to each other in their new found hatred toward me, and now they have joined with him to fight me in every which way and with lies. I am in a battle for my life as he vows to kill me, because he does not want to relinquish what he has stolen. I have shed tears and have to be battling daily unseen forces from this same man I introduce to my bloggers (all of you here) as a good person. I could not keep it from you all, although, I am embarrassed of the whole thing( mi easy fi shame), I had to let you know, (even though I have not explained everything, it is still too painful) whether you all judge me or not, I have to be honest and transparent, because I vowed to teach from my experiences and the road has been rough KG, but I am alive and God, my God is good. Allow your God to be good, tune it in to it and not out and you will see.
Bloggers please do not forget KG, be it man or woman, pray for KG.
Love and Light KG, please come and speak to us.
Ẹní bá mọ inú rò á mọ ọpẹ́ dá. /
Whoever can reason well will understand why he ought to be thankful….Yoruba Proverbs
[Have a heart of gratitude.]
Obara Meji is a spiritualist, Ifa-Orisa practitioner, and teacher of metaphysics. Since 2011 she has used her online platform to share her personal experiences to those seeking answers about spirituality. Her teachings will expand into short stories, novels, and public speaking to continue her mission of bringing enlightenment to the world.