... and lest face it, '09 hasn't been all that special. This can be a miserable time of year at the best of times, as I think I might have mentioned a time or two lately, and it's been noticeably worse this year. Over the past two weeks every surgery has seen at least two or three young adults in floods of tears as the dam bursts and they finally have to admit that they might really be depressed. Mostly it's been on a background of lost employment, failed relationships, mounting debt, and for many, a looming fear of homelessness of of having to go back to living with parents. Even this morning, in my last surgery of the year there have been another handful.
At times like this I am extremely grateful to be doing the job that I do in the place that I do it, but these are problems I'm powerless to directly influence. I can suggest that my poor victims try to throw themselves into something that they used to enjoy doing, that they try finding an outlet to talk about how they're feeling, and that they take the pills I'm about to offer them. What they need is a guarantee of a job, a prince / princess charming-- or at very least a kissable frog, a sizable lottery win, and a place of their own, and none of these things are in my gift.
So today I'm counting my blessings, and hoping that for all of us 2010 will mark an up-turn.
Thank you so much to all of you who read this nonsense, and all the more to those who are moved to comment. You really do all go a long way to keeping as sane I am ever likely to be. All the very best to all of you in the year to come, and God bless us, every one!