The world found out that the 18th May 2017 marked the day that a legendary
rock musician - who I, like so many others have followed and been amazed by
his vocal talents and song writing abilities - had taken his own life
after on-going battles with drugs, booze and depression.
Rock
radio stations are dedicating entire days to his music, social media is alive
with his name and kind words.
Chris
Cornell - Soundgarden and Audioslave front-man - has gone.
Reports
all say he hung himself in a hotel room. Apparently there was no warning, no
cries for help, he had just finished another successful concert in Detroit.
He
leaves behind a wife, three kids, close friends, fans and an amazing charity
foundation that developed projects and programs with leading charitable
organisations and partners raising awareness and mobilising support for
children facing tough challenges including homelessness, poverty, abuse and/or
neglect.
This
guy seemed to have it all together - and perhaps that's a HUGE warning to the
rest of us.
As
such a longtime fan, I saw him at Soundwave in Brisbane. He was the epitome of
rock-god cool, a genuine connection to the crowd and a vocal range that easily
took in 4 octaves. He, Myles Kennedy (Alterbridge) and Mike Patton (FNM) have
always been vocalists I have aspired to sing like but can never quite get
there, the awe around their talent and hard-earned skill impressive to say the
least.
But
with all of those things outwardly going for him, he was human just like the
rest of us.
Whilst
I luckily cant understand what it takes to drive someone to those depths, or
the emotional turmoil that could be strong enough to push someone so far beyond
help that for them, there can be no way back, it does raise serious action
points for all of us to consider.
When
was the last time you "checked in" with those around you? Just to
make sure they were okay?
When
was the last time you looked at someone you know and consider successful and asked if
everything is okay with them?
When
was the last time you just took time out from your busy life, just to look
around and see if you can identify someone who might need some help? Look beyond the
facade's that everyone puts up?
Consider
people you don't know too. Where is the harm in tweeting someone famous or well known that has
somehow given you the vibe that they might not be alright? Or just contact them out of the blue and write a heartfelt "you are amazing" message to them.
As human beings, do you really think they manage to ignore every single negative tweet, FB post or magazine article written about them?
As human beings, do you really think they manage to ignore every single negative tweet, FB post or magazine article written about them?
If
they are hiding their depression as so may creative people do, how easy do you
think it will be for them when they read the real harsh/nasty stuff on the internet about
them? Think you could cope if the roles were reversed? Employ some empathy.
I
would like to think we could all cope if given the circumstances, but the truth is probably quite a leap
from that, no pun intended.
So
here is the call to action.
As
part of the Distinguished Gentlemen’s Ride where we try to raise awareness for
men’s mental health and prostate cancer, the biggest gaps seems to be openness and inactivity.
There
will always be the tragedies like Chris Cornell (and others not at all
famous) but still dealing with issues they can’t get past. There will always be
those who leave without warning, those who have put up years’ worth of the
facade that no one got to see behind.
I wish there weren’t any people like them, but the truth is different.
I wish there weren’t any people like them, but the truth is different.
But we
can make a difference, you and I.
And
it’s not that hard to do. Two words we need to follow and act upon –
“Pay Attention”
What do I mean?
Pay attention to everyone around you. Pay attention to yourself.
Pay attention to everyone around you. Pay attention to yourself.
Pay
attention to things that might seem irrelevant initially, but might not be so
irrelevant to someone else.
Pay
attention to peoples expressions. It’s true that the eyes have it. Take a look,
see if there is anything of concern there. If you can’t see anything, ask them.
Pay
attention to things that people say/write/do – listen more than talk. It’s
amazing what you can discover and the impact you can have on someone who just
needs to have someone pay attention to them, sometimes when they don’t realise
it themselves.
Pay
attention to your environment and make a difference. Take an active part in the
world, try to feel for those you come into contact with, regardless of whether
they are famous or not. Everyone is human. Treat them that way.
Open
your heart and get it done. You know you can. All you need to do is try.
To
Vicky Cornell, their children, their family and all the children they have
helped through their foundation, but also to everyone who has ever lost someone
to suicide, on behalf of everyone worldwide, we offer our deepest, heartfelt condolences and offers of support to you. Our thoughts are with you. We wish we could help, just give you a hug whenever you needed one, let you know you are connected, supported more than you know.
Suicide needs to be addressed and the support in place for those left behind.
If you're reading this post - please pay attention. Then do something. I don't think its too much to ask.
Suicide needs to be addressed and the support in place for those left behind.
If you're reading this post - please pay attention. Then do something. I don't think its too much to ask.
Chris Cornell (born Christopher John Boyle)
July 20th, 1964 - May 18th, 2017
NZ helplines (all 24hrs)
NZ Lifeline - 0800 543 354
Suicide Crisis Helpline - 0508 828 865
Youthline - 0800 376633
Kidsline - 0800 543754
Whatsup - 0800 9428787
Depression Hotline - 0800 111757
Take
care of yourselves and others.
Darren
Audioslave - Be Yourself
Audioslave - Like A Stone
Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun
Soundgarden - The Day I Tried To Live
Audioslave - Like A Stone
Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun
Soundgarden - The Day I Tried To Live