After my last post someone pointed out that the Mersey Ferry analogy made it sound easy to manage depression. If that was the case I'm sorry because that was never my intention; I was just trying to share something that I have found helpful but far from a cure. As I said at the time I have been only partly successful in using this advice as while I notice if my mood is artificially high I don't notice when it starts to slide downwards. My motivation for writing the post was that I realised that I had been on a downward path for some months but hadn't noticed it until it started to become a problem. As I battled with how I had let things slip so easily I wrote this:
The Fall
The way ahead look clear
The sun was bright
The path was firm
No need to change direction
Then the clouds rolled in
But still the path was firm
No need to change direction
Then the rain rolled in
But still the path was firm if slippery
No need to change direction
Then the mist rolled in
But still the path was firm if slippery
No need to change direction
Night came
The way ahead was hidden
But the path was firm under my feet
I was sure I’d find the way
Stumbling forward
I didn’t notice
I’d wandered off the path
I didn’t notice the gentle slope
Beneath my feet
I didn’t notice the slope get steeper
Until it was too late
And I fell
And as I looked up
I thought
“How did I get here?”
2 comments:
how did I get here, a good question, I've been there so many times. I keep trying to remember that I must begin to ask "where am I going?" more often!
So should I!
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