In
the fall of 2018, the Mental Health Foundation of the UK carried a rather
captivating story. A guy who was only identified as Benj was experiencing
severe depression and other mental problems. He started experiencing these when
he moved to university. “I thought it was a natural part of the
experience-trying to establish social networks and getting to grips with my
studies. But looking back it’s clear I became very isolated.” Benj started to
spend long periods alone in room, anxious and fearful of meeting new people. He
struggled to sleep and make decisions, even to remember that he had left food on
the fire. Away from home and his usual support networks, there was no one he
trusted to confide in and with all this he struggled to be well but he never
was. He was lucky to receive counseling sessions that helped him pull through.
The
statistics in the UK put it at 5 of every 16 people being affected by
depression. Research has been carried out in our country and it was revealed
that 3 out of every 10 northern Ugandans suffer from depression, a mood
disorder that causes sadness, downheartedness and gloom. The only limitation in
this study is that it was carried out in a single region but imagine we are to
take it as a representation of the entire country then that puts the percentage
at 30% for those affected by depression. If I am sitting in a class of 300,
then that means 90 or so of my classmates are depressed. Disastrous! That
figure is astronomical! The minister of state for primary health care, Ms Joyce
Moriku during a press conference at the ministry headquarters in April last
year noted that depressions is the second leading cause of death among people
aged 15 to 29 years. You need no expertise to guess why. From coursework
results to enervating examinations, to the graduation battle and finally to
whether you will be employed or not. But that is only the academics window, the
social life has its own revolving door, you are faced with relationship
huddles, with financial constraints, ego and prestige fights and with so many
life choices. All these can easily take a heavy toll on one.
But
these are the moments in our lives that delineate us, that define who we are,
exposing our very soft and weak spots but in other times they spell out the
turgid variations that hide in the furthest corners of our hearts. The reaction
to what befalls us differs depending on the thickness of one’s skin but also by
reason of many other factors among them being the support system that holds us
up. We have created a society in which people find it harder and harder to show
one another basic affection. Despite the fact that millions live in close
proximity to one another, it seems that many people have no one to talk to, but
even if they do, it is the usual things that dominate everyone else’s
conversation.
But
the dimensions are different for even those who laugh and have a word for everyone;
they struggle with thoughts in the dead of the night maybe because they are
afraid to be called weak, or much worse than that is they just can’t find a way
to start.
The
basic human feeling is not just about what you feel about yourself; it goes
further to our ability to empathize with others. The Dalai Lama in his book
Ancient Wisdom, Modern World makes the point that this basic human feeling is
what enables to enter into, and to some extent participate, in others’ pain. It
is what causes us to start a sound of a cry for help, to recoil at the sight of
harm done to another, to suffer when confronted with others’ suffering and it
is also what compels us to shut our eyes when we want to ignore others’
distress. As a people who have
understood the heavy handedness that depression can exert, we ought to offer
shoulders for those in need to rest on but most importantly to be the support
system that we can ever be.
When
all has been said, we need to ask ourselves three fundamental questions. The
first is that, why is there so little known about metal health compared to
physical health and yet this is a disease like any other and it kills too at a
very high rate? Secondly, why have the older people continually denied the
existence of depression and its surrounding ramifications? Lastly but most pertinently,
if this is a government that cares about its next generation, why is it mute
about their leading killer? Before we get to the bottom of these three
questions, we may as well be where we started off.
In
truth, like Benj we never know when it starts but just like a physical illness,
with time the signs begin to show!
I
can’t break off without congratulating the mighty Makerere Law School JESSUP
team that made sure the school represents Uganda in Washington. If we all agree
that the week started off on a bad note with a recommendation to have the
mighty school closed, the tweet by the Vice-Chancellor’s official handle at the
end of the week summed it up for us; thank you for flying our banner high.
Blessed
week!
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