Depression In T. S. Eliot's The Hollow Men

I am now three days away from the end of my Highschool senior year, and there are a lot of emotions that have come with the year. The most thought provoking and time consuming class I have taken in my entire high school career has been my English IV class. This class is the one that connects most closely with psychology. Authors of the past have become famous through the pieces of writing they produced, often because the writing resonated with them. Throughout Senior year I have read a plethora of writing pieces of authors all through British history, many of which I have connected with. Senor year has consisted of so many emotions: anxiety about college, anger at situations that went awry, grief from a father lost several years ago, depression

S. Eliot’s The Hollow Men never ceases to bring my mind into somber thought. T. S. Eliot is considered a genius, I think he just observed his surroundings. When he describes the way he perceives the people of his day he simultaneously describes the people of today. He expresses it this way, “We are the hollow men, We are the stuffed men,” (line 1-2). Nothing we say or do is significant. Technology has advanced past what it has ever advanced communication and medication. However, relationships are more shallow than they have ever been and no one can afford to get treated. One could text a friend ten times a day, but if the two are placed in the same room conversation would be strained. It seems that with the advancement of communication somewhere along the way we have lost the ability to communicate. I don’t think it is the loss of communication as much as it is the loss of connection. We bond with people through the experiences we share and the qualities they posses that we appreciate. Cellphones and media come between people where we no longer have to look someone in the eyes. This relationship gap causes people to feel alone, they seek comfort in social media and become progressively more alone. We cannot support each other the way we used to because a connection has been lost in the things people can never express over the phone. Doing something speaks volumes more than a text ever will. We say so much and it's all meaningless. Sometimes I look into the eyes of other people and I wonder the thoughts they have concealed. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but I think this only counts if people will meet your