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This year has been…. whoa. It’s been one “are you kidding me?” after another.
For many of us the end of this year has felt like a “death march.” I know it surely has for me. I spent most of November in a fog and December in a daze. I looked up and Christmas was here and I just wasn’t in the spirit.

For many of us, the coming year looks like a bag of crap someone lit on fire and left on our porch. And for that, many of us aren’t seeing much to celebrate. I’m one of those people. AND I decided today that it’s gotta be more to it than this.
I was just watching the Watch Noon service that took place today at my church. In the Black church we often have a service late on New Year’s Eve that leads into the New Year’s Day. It’s called a “watch night” service. I just learned today that it is a historical thing that came from enslaved African Americans who were waiting and watching for the new year to begin because at midnight they would be free. Now, I understand why other cultures don’t do a watch night service.
Anywho in this service Pastor Sharpe talked about how they year didn’t take us out, and couldn’t take us out, because there are promises that have yet to be fulfilled that we are a part of. It made me think of the many moments in my lifetime, and in this year, that I thought could’ve taken me out.
A lot of people are more comfortable talking about mental health nowadays, and I’m grateful for it, but some things people still aren’t comfortable hearing (or saying). As a person who has dealt with depression for most of my life, and anxiety most of my life, and who has dealt with suicidal ideation in waves for most of my life (since I was about 12 years old), his message hit me a lil different.
I realize that every time the most random thing snapped me out of that defeated line of thinking, that it had to, because I have purpose. Now, I have my daughter, so that’s not even an option. No matter how bleak life becomes, I ain’t goin’ nowhere. I’m not letting her go through this life solo. She’ll have me here to help her make sense of it all.
But I digress. Point is I’m still here. So are you. SO we clearly still have purpose. It’s not over. Some would want us to believe that it is but it’s not.
One of the best tactics of manipulative people is to convince their opponents that they are defeated before the game is over. If you can get the goodhearted to forfeit, “evil” wins. The goodhearted follow the rules and when they lose while following the rules the tendency is to give up. The manipulative opponents don’t think that way. They will change the rules to ensure they win.
As far as I see, either we change the rules or we change the game entirely. We have to shift our focus off of what’s outside of our control and begin to remember what is within our control. We get to remember that if we are still here, we still have purpose.
It’s not over. This is just the beginning of a new chapter, a new season, a new series. Like back in the day when I’d watch Batman (the TV show). At the end of each episode the narrator would say something like, “Is this the end for our caped crusader?” And it would be so terrifying to see the predicament he was in, but somewhere in the back of our minds we knew it wasn’t really over. Somehow in the next episode he had to overcome what was going on, even though it looked impossible.
And that’s how I’m choosing to look at what’s before us. This sh*t looks like it’s gonna take us out, but I am choosing to hold out and see what’s possible. Some unexpected circumstances may be before us, some predictions may not come true, some of our worst fears may even occur, but that doesn’t mean it’s over.
New fed up leaders may rise up. New programs and services may spring up. New movements for change may arise. You may be led to create something new that is a solution. I may get the urge to create a new service. This pressure that many of us are feeling may be the thing that gives birth to our best selves.
Let’s shift our focus off of the angst, off the dread, off the “oh dear gawd what’s gonna happen now?” and choose to move forward with curiosity. Maybe this had to happen for us to take our power back. Maybe this is the pain the births our best version. Maybe beyond the bad there’s some good stuff on the horizon. Maybe it’s gonna come through you.
Blessings!
Marlene Dillon Empowerment Specialist
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