about your worst bout with whatever mental illness you’ve had
is you’ll put yourself back there
every. other. time. you struggle
forever.
Every time
you get oh so tired
or life’s bitter edge rubs sharp against you
or you just can’t crawl deep enough into the corner of the couch –
You will think,
here it comes again
it’s back
I’m falling down the rabbit hole once more.
And then, a flicker at the edge of your consciousness.
It’s midafternoon; you haven’t taken your meds
The sun hasn’t shone in days
A deep mood does not mean a depressive down swing.
But the feeling is so unsettlingly familiar
it sets off alarm bells
of a flame that once fueled an inferno
I can completely relate to this…
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I know I can’t be alone, though I don’t wish it on anyone.
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I empathize with the struggle. It’s vital to recognize signs early and prioritize self-care. Stay strong! 💪
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Absolutely! Thank you for your solidarity.
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Sense memory, yes. The brain finds it too easy to fire those existing neural pathways for efficiency, even when it doesn’t benefit us at all.
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Efficiency, bah! Darn well-travelled pathways.
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That is so true, I relate, in every way to what you wrote here! X
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I feel like I need to simultaneously say, thank you, and, I’m sorry! I suppose it’s helpful just to know we walk the lonely path together.
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