Posts Tagged ‘depression’
Hurt – 3 songs – 3 meanings
One of my favorite songs of all time is Hurt by Nine Inch Nails. I fell in love with the song when I was in high school and was in my teenage angst. It still speaks to me — just not in the same way. What amazing me about this song is that it has been covered. When you watch these videos, you can see the different takes people took on what is the same song and how each shows a different meaning.
The first is the original. This makes me think of depression and angst. It definitely works with the “emo” thing that the kids have going on now. I can’t find the original video. However, this is live from one the dvds that have been released. It still amazing me that even now he sings this with such angst.
Next is Johnny Cash’s version. There have been several covers of Hurt. Johnny’s is the only one that gives the songs a whole new meaning. Even though it is the same words, they take on such a different meaning when he sings them. This version is about an old man reaching the end of his life and having regrets.
The last version is by Kermit the Frog. This one I have to warn you not to watch when children are around. I have to admit that I laugh every time I see it, but man, it is a completely different take on the song. Umm, I’ll you see what this about for yourself.
Three versions. Three meanings. Thoughts, anyone?
RESOLUTIONS FOR BEREAVED PARENTS
I don’t know where I got this from. However, it is very good, and I want to pass it on:
I Resolve:
That I will grieve as much and for as long as I feel like grieving, and that I will not let others put a timetable on my grief.
That I will grieve in whatever way I feel like grieving, and I will ignore those who try to tell me what I should or should not be feeling and how I should or should not be behaving.
That I will cry whenever and wherever I feel like crying, and that I will not hold back my tears just because someone else feels I should be “brave” or “getting better” or “healing by now”.
That I will talk about my child as often as I want to, and that I will not let others turn me off just because they can’t deal with their own feelings.
That I will not expect family and friends to know how I feel, understanding that one who has not lost a child cannot possibly know how I feel.
That I will not blame myself for my child’s death, and I will constantly remind myself that I did the best job of parenting I could possibly have done. But when feelings of guilt are overwhelming, I will remind myself that this is normal part of the grief process and it will pass.
That I will not be afraid or ashamed to seek professional help if I feel it is necessary.
That I will commune with my child at least once a day in whatever way feels comfortable and natural to me, and that I won’t feel compelled to explain this communion to others or to justify or even discuss it with them.
That I will try to eat, sleep, and exercise every day in order to give my body strength it will need to help me cope with my grief.
To know that I will heal, even though it will take a long time.
To let myself heal and not feel guilty about feeling better.
To remind myself that the grief process is circuitous–that is, I will not make steady upward progress. And when I find myself slipping back into the old moods of despair and depression, I will tell myself that “slipping backward” is also a normal part of the grief process and these moods, too, will pass.
To try to be happy about something for some part of every day, knowing that at first, I may have to force myself to think cheerful thoughts so eventually they can become a habit.
That I will reach out at times and try to help someone else, knowing that helping others will help me to get over my depression.
That even though my child is dead, I will opt for life, knowing that is what my child would want me to do.
