Still fighting the good fight. I’m shuffling forward.
In the fragile days of what feels like standing up after being left for dead in the ditch emotionally, I’m just trying to take each moment at a time.
I read a tumblr blurb the other day about the fact that people can drown in 7’ of water or 20’ – the end result is just the same. So as we all muscle through the difficulties of life, it is good to remember that each of us, though in varying depths of water, have the ability to drown in it. And kindness and empathy are tremendous gifts.
When I was suffering, the urge to stay down was so strong, it was very hard to find a reason why I should try and pull myself out.
I felt (and to a degree still do) that I have failed at so many things – my body/health, my kids, my job, my partner, my finances… It is hard to know where to start with so many things fucked up.
And then I started to climb out of the ditch. Slowly. With some gentle prodding from a tumblr friend, it made a big difference. Thank you, Sam.
Sometimes I feel very weak for needing that help. But I am very grateful for it. ❤
So baby steps to recovery.