The most difficult moment we face when feeling anxious/depressed is the urge and instinct to pull away from those we love!
The hardest step and yet most rewarding is to accept you cannot do this by yourself. It takes great courage & strength to ask for HELP!
Pick up that phone and start your recovery by contacting your local GP, your local crisis team &/or Mental Health Service Advisor.
"May is the month of expectation, the month of wishes, the month of hope."
EMILY BRONTE
LOSS.
April, a celebration, focus came my way. Birthday time now fifty four, a happy loving day...
Family, friends sent cards and presents, thank you for these gifts. But I just can't help thinking of the people I so miss...
Dad was first and foremost as these feelings are still raw. Turning round to find him, but there's no one at the door...!
His face still here and smiling when I'm low and mood is down. A presence I can feel, his strength would lift me off the ground...
I'm missing him far more than I have ever cared to show! Feelings kept well hidden, time will heal but moving slow...
Sharing moments with your loved ones, makes this life worth living. Memories last forever, fuelling substance when where giving...
It's part of human nature, moving forward we must go. Searching for a happiness, only love can help to grow...
Past and present intertwined on journey's we will travel. Chapters written, pathways formed, our blood lines can unravel...
Giving us an insight into who we are and why! Remembering those lost, allowing hurt the time to cry...
Soon enough emotions I have held back will come out! Bottled up reflections cause such harm and feed those doubt's...
Each loss will leave an imprint, which is stored subconsciously. Safe and there to access, such a rare commodity...
I need to mourn and not keep trapped this pain that's locked within. I cry alone but not enough to free this aching skin...
Tired every day I want to curl up in my bed. Do nothing but reflect, a little music for the head...
Soothe this tortured mind until I'm ready to escape. Far away from everyone, I do not care how late...
The walls are closing in and I can feel the urge to run. Suffocating madness speaks of hiding from the sun...
Worlds away from life itself we're no one can be found. Desert island off the map with water all around...
The only sounds you hear are from the wind and tide that breathe. Balanced and untouched from interference under sleeve...
Too many voices calling out, it's harder to decipher! If I'm so far away from people, maybe they'll get lighter...?
Fight or flight is here right now and I am feeling scared. My writing to self medicate, is damaged and impaired...!
Throwing in the towel the fighter struggles to stay up. Bruised and battered on the ropes, his trainer's seen enough...!
Nothing more to give it's only pride that keeps him here. A helping hand is needed when survival isn't clear...
By F J Palmer.
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