01-07-2015, 01:28 PM
This man was playing the blame game. He was blaming himself for things he had no control over. The world gave him loss and he self destructs. Alex wasn't sure what help she could offer other than the ability to talk it out to offer advice.
"You know none of that is your fault. You didn't kill your mother. You didn't give your father the alcohol or the means to kill himself. You didn't hit your family with the car. Did you hurt your friend? You didn't do questionable things despite your desire to do so. Each of these things you feel guilty over for what reason? Did you have a cure for your mother's illness and not give it to her? Did you put the proverbial gun in your father's hand? Did you tell the driver of the car your family's itinerary? None of this is your fault, there was no thing you could have done. The sooner you realize this the sooner you will get better. Accept that you got lemons. Now make lemonade from it. Live your life, don't wallow in grief."
Alex frowned. "I know this is harsh, but reality is harsh. Life is not fair, nor is it easy. You don't strike me as the type of man who's normally depressed. Your grief is just that grief. There are stages to it. Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance."
Alex smiled at him. "Sounds like you are near an end. But there is no medication in the world that can make you feel better. It's something you have to come to terms with. Talk it out. Why do you feel guilty in all of these cases? If your mother died of cancer, maybe you need to make a donation to the cure, or maybe spend some time with other's like your mother. Give them a helping hand. Find a kid who's parent has just died. Give him some help. Be there for them. That's a two fold thing, it can help you heal with the loss of your family. Do something to release your guilt."
Alex paused hoping it would sink in. "Why are you feeling guilty?"
"You know none of that is your fault. You didn't kill your mother. You didn't give your father the alcohol or the means to kill himself. You didn't hit your family with the car. Did you hurt your friend? You didn't do questionable things despite your desire to do so. Each of these things you feel guilty over for what reason? Did you have a cure for your mother's illness and not give it to her? Did you put the proverbial gun in your father's hand? Did you tell the driver of the car your family's itinerary? None of this is your fault, there was no thing you could have done. The sooner you realize this the sooner you will get better. Accept that you got lemons. Now make lemonade from it. Live your life, don't wallow in grief."
Alex frowned. "I know this is harsh, but reality is harsh. Life is not fair, nor is it easy. You don't strike me as the type of man who's normally depressed. Your grief is just that grief. There are stages to it. Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance."
Alex smiled at him. "Sounds like you are near an end. But there is no medication in the world that can make you feel better. It's something you have to come to terms with. Talk it out. Why do you feel guilty in all of these cases? If your mother died of cancer, maybe you need to make a donation to the cure, or maybe spend some time with other's like your mother. Give them a helping hand. Find a kid who's parent has just died. Give him some help. Be there for them. That's a two fold thing, it can help you heal with the loss of your family. Do something to release your guilt."
Alex paused hoping it would sink in. "Why are you feeling guilty?"