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Australia’s Suicide Disgrace

 

Australia’s Suicide Disgrace

 

According to research published by the World Health Organisation in 2019, the global age-standardised suicide rate was 9.0 per 100,000. This compares with the 2019 suicide rate in Australia of 13.2. – (Suicide Prevention Australia).

 

Yet another alert that someone, “who was such a lovely, kind guy” has died suddenly at a young age.

Nowhere is it discussed, the cause of death.

 

It pisses me off. This fucking PC Anglo reserve society, where everyone is expected to keep their personal life & wellbeing issues quiet.

 

& we’re NOT getting better at it.

 

What the fuck Australia!?

 

An affluent society & so many people giving up.

 

A sad indictment.

 

Shame!!!

 

We each have a responsibility to one another to be open about our inner lives.

 

To generate REAL conversation.

 

Talk to anyone long enough, & I DO TALK OPENLY,

 

& people throw me dirty looks,

 

(But FUCK EM!

 

I’m doing ‘God’s work’)

 

& you find out that people AREN’T “well” or “good thanks.”

 

I break taboos,

Which in a pluralistic society,

I believe

Should have no rights.

 

We’re all fucked up, we’re all mad.

 

Now can we drop the nice guy/gal/non-binary, cool guy act

 

& get fuckin real.

 

Talk.

 

Listen.

 

Don’t save your inner life for consultancy suites with Experts

 

Never to be repeated outside.

 

We CAN DO A LOT in our communities & friendship groups.

 

When someone suicides,

 

We have all failed.

 

Now, enough lip service to “what a great guy he was.”

 

You never knew him.

 

Because you never revealed your own vulnerability.

 

So, enough platitudes,

 

Enough superficiality

 

& mask wearing.

 

This culture is full of fair weather friends.

 

Not good enough!!!

 

Ever heard the saying

 

“A problem shared

 

Is a problem halved!?”

 

Fuck.

 

Disgraceful.

 

All of you.

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

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