The Penguin and I


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The other night I was watching a documentary called Encounters at the End of the World from 2007. It was about filmmaker Werner Herzog and his journey to the South Pole to visit the National Science Foundation’s headquarters. It was honestly a good show. Towards the end, they went to see a penguin colony. While discussing various habits about the penguins, Werner asked if penguins ever randomly left the colony because they have had enough.

Apparently, for reasons unknown to scientists, every so often a penguin will just up and leave. Leave the feeding grounds, leave the water, food, their mate, the colony, and walk away never to come back. Scientists don’t know if the penguins become disoriented, demented, or if it is intentional. Even if you take them back to their colony, they will turn around go right back to where they were heading. They walk for miles and miles, alone, with no food or water, and the sad part is, they leave to die. I admit, I cried.

I felt like I could relate to those little penguins, just wanting to go away from all of the troubles, all of the issues, all of the problems. I don’t know that I would ever reach the point where I would cross that line and say ‘I’m done’, but I know I’ve been awfully close to it at times. There come those times where you look around you and think, ‘This is what my life is going to be. For the rest of my life, this is it.’ It’s nothing that you wanted or hoped for. You’re not happy and all of your hopes and dreams have died. You realize if this is what you have to look forward to day after day after day you’re not going to make it…

Maybe I will go join the penguins after all.

By kilee goecke


2 thoughts on “The Penguin and I

  1. Since I was a child I’ve gone through times, long and short times, when I’ve wanted to die. 2 lame attempts at suicide. It’s because I was molested and a few times physically harmed, by my father from the time I was very young. I grew up terrified.

    My heart was so moved by what you wrote here. I’m sorry you have these thoughts too. I’ve had therapy, and also God, who helps me daily, but when life is rough, I go to that thought still.

    That thought is a lie, I think. We may not really want to die, we want the pain to stop. I hope you can find some help on how to fight against it.

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    1. I agree. It’s more about making it stop than it is getting away from it. My ex husband was terribly abusive, mentally, physically and verbally. It was a living hell. Every day I spent terrified of him and every night I wouldn’t sleep for fear of what he would do. Times like that it was tough. I have wonderful boys though, and I’d never leave them. They were my life savers. I don’t want to die. I just want the shit to stop.

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About kilee goecke

I am a stay-at-home housewife due to multiple health reasons. I have plenty of experience with a lot of different areas due to that. I would love to share them with you in the hope that maybe you can learn more about what you deal with, have someone that understands your questions, and have a place where you can purchase products related to the cause knowing they are a trusted recommendation.