Kelly Catlin was a three-time cycling world champion and an Olympic silver medalist. She was a force to be reckoned with in both team pursuit and individual pursuit, claiming triumphs in both categories.
But her string of many abilities doesn’t dissolve there…
Amidst her athletic commitments, the 23 -year-old was also working towards a graduate degree in computational and scientific engineering at Stanford. The star student has hitherto ended her Bachelor’s degree in Chinese and maths. She was even a gifted craftsman and violinist.
Kelly was a triplet who was adored by her family, pals, and teammates. Her friend Colin claimed that he had kindled her resentment for cycling, saying that initially “she didn’t really want to, but she started acquiring things and she likes prevailing things.”
That’s right, Kelly was a champion. In all categories. The prime definition of the American “golden child.”
And this weekend, she committed suicide.
Her sudden death was a shocking loss to the cycling parish, their own families, and all of those who loved her most.
“There isn’t a hour that goes by that we don’t think of her and think of the awesome life she could have lived, ” said her father, Mark Catlin . “There isn’t a few seconds in which we wouldn’t freely give our lives in exchange for hers. The suffer is unbelievable.”
But there’s a component of this widely spread narration that remains the elephant in the area, perhaps because it’s so obvious that we’ve become dazzle to it, or maybe because it’s more distressing for beings to acknowledge — because it requires us to get disagreeable, and reassess our entire price structure as national societies who idolizes “winners.”
So what actually killed Kelly Catlin?
The answer, I accept 😛 TAGEND
Insane, cripple, incapacitating extents of PRESSURE .
In addition to having recently suffered a concussion, Kelly’s parent says his daughter’s extinction was the result of a “perfect storm” of taking on too much, overtraining, and depression.
It seems as though Kelly couldn’t quite balance all that was put on her dish, and because of it, she felt like a failure. Her kinfolk shared that she grew nihilistic and could no longer affix “ve been meaning to” their own lives. She had previously attempted suicide in January.
“Being a grad student, way cyclist, and professional street cyclist can instead feel like I need to time-travel to do everything done. And things still worsen through the rifts, ” Kelly wrote before her death. “This is probably the top when you’ll expect me to say something cliche like,’ Time management is everything.’ Or perhaps you’re expecting a delightful, encouraging motto like,’ Being a student merely draws me a better jock! ’ After all, I somehow constitute everything drudgery, right? Sure. Yeah, that’s moderately accurate. But the truth is that most of the time, I don’t realise everything work.”
This poor suffering girlfriend was humbled by the force of her own possibility and the perceived hope of those around her. With her sporting cleverness being challenged by recent injuries, she was no longer the unyielding contestant she once was, and her identity and self-worth initiated to crumble.
But Kelly isn’t the only one who’s ever guessed this space. My heart crushes for this beautiful, talented young woman because I am that girlfriend. I investigate so much of myself in her, it’s terrifying. And if you seem closely enough, I think you might interpret a little of yourself too.
How many of us have been a prey of this same vicious thought process? Perhaps you haven’t envisaged suicide, but I’d be willing to bet at some stage in their own lives, you’ve permitted your very existence to be determined by execution and the benchmarks that the matter is nature tell me something[ to] form you worth something.
As a rallying neurotic perfectionist myself, I know I’ve fallen target to it more durations than I can count.
This isn’t the first time we’ve read this story , nor will it be the last … unless we OPEN our very eyes to the ways in which Satan is ever-so-sneakily infiltrating our culture and killing our beings by their own hands .
It’s epidemic diseases feed unrestrained today, but somehow we refuse to take it dangerously enough to result change, to make a paradigm shift, to mull differently. People are DYING, hitherto we continue to encourage our children from kindergarten on to hunt that equivocal thing we announce success. It seems harmless and even “good”, but when we threw it up on a pedestal and allow the foe to morph it into an deity, “success, ” “winning, ” and “fame” grow virulent pursuits.
Overachieving is killing. Stres is humiliating. The heavines of hopes is actually killing people.
In the meantime, our culture have continued situate the utmost value on perfect points, sporting ability, “peoples lives” in the limelight, and being all things to all people.
When are we going to WAKE up and realize that it’s killing us? Children and adults alike.
Over and over again, statistics have shown that at the top of the ladder, there’s emptiness — a hollow Olympic medal made of fool’s gold.
Perhaps, writer Cynthia Heimel kept it best in her “Tongue in Chic” column disclosing the perils of popularity and success 😛 TAGEND
“They laboured, they propagandized and the morning after each of them grew acclaimed they wanted to take an overdose. Because that giant thing the issue is striving for, that fame thing that was going to stimulate everything OK, that was going to make their lives bearable, that was going to provide them with personal fulfillment and merriment had happened and they were still them. The disenchantment turned them howling and insufferable.”
As Christians, let us be a united torso that challenges this disillusioning status quo. For if we don’t, which is able to ? strong > em>
I pray we may all find the countercultural courage to “store up for[ ourselves] precious in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.”
“For where your hoard is, there your heart will be also.( Matthew: 6:20 -2 1) ”
Please join us in crying for Kelly Catlin’s lineage, that God may concede them the armistice that delivers understanding during the course of its unimaginable hour of dejection. Furthermore, pray for all the “Kellys” of the nations of the world, that they may seek and reassuring their identity in Christ alone — the only treasure that will endure forever.