Maybe I need cement
When one’s life falls apart and we are faced with trying to put the pieces back together, there is a huuuuuuuuge void instead of an image of the future. It’s quite unsettling, definitely a source of angst when so many parts of being a normal person are “unknowns”. So I was wondering if I am expecting too much by wanting all the new pieces to fit nicely like a jigsaw puzzle… maybe a rockwork wall is a more accurate metaphor of what to expect.
Ted
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Wendy Slee
what cements all of these things is YOU! Your beliefs….your intent to believe things will come together and work well for you…....faith in yourself and the universe….. Your imagery creates a perfect metaphor though for the struggles we face and the walls we build and knock down over the course of our journeys….
MooseMan replied
You’ve laid out a rock-and-a-hard-place situation, Wendy. When the meltdown happens, one of the defining features of the depression is that there is NO faith that things will come together, that “things will work well for you”. The state of feeling helpless and hopeless is a vicious cycle… very vicious. I have had to put my faith in others: I look to Thea’s example, knowing that she did this battle about 10 years ago and has become a stronger person than she ever was; and in people like Julie who has helped gazillions of others through situations like mine, and assure me that there IS a better life ahead, even if I can’t see or feel it. I’m still near the starting point of this recovery, trying to re-create some of those pieces… I’m certainly not at the point of being able to hold them together.
Thanks tons for you comment. I certainly appreciate your understanding. There’s a huge majority out there who do not understand.
Ted
sheena2015
I agree with Wendy. It is all up to you and what you want to make of your life. It takes time but it will get better
MooseMan replied
If it was all up to me, it wouldn’t happen, Sheena. I need the help of others for several reasons: I had no direction, so to have people to point me the right way has been critical. I have had to rely on others because I was reduced to being unemployable due to the syndrome of anxiety, apathy, many reduced brain functions, and self-fulfilling state of being helpless and hopeless. This was definitely a time to reach out, and I have found some wonderful people who have taken my hand for this time of need. Meeting new fun friends like you is part of the process. Thanks for being you :)
sheena2015
Awwww what can I say?
nesi
You need cement!!! Bury all and start with a smooth slate…love the artwork MooseMan!
MooseMan replied
You make it sound like it’s an easy task to “bury all and start with a smooth slate”. I’m in the middle of the process, and there’s a lot of confusion, uncertainty, doubts, frustration, anxiety, upheaval, instability… I’m sure there’s more words I should include, but I’m sure you can see a pattern in that bunch. It’s not an enjoyable time, and it goes on for a long time. Thanks to people like you, I’ve had cyber friends like you to enjoy art with :)
Ann Rodriquez
Deep thoughts with Ted…
: ) This is great!
MooseMan replied
Thanks Ann. I try to avoid being caught with deep thoughts… the world of humor is way more fun :)
Jaybe
Anyone can make cement my friend, but it takes a long time to make ‘proper’ cement…..you gotta try and keep trying until you get it spot on. Trust me, I’ve just found a pretty good recipe and it has taken YEARS…...
MooseMan replied
Well, Jaybe, you make it sound easy, but from where I’m standing I know it’s not. I can only hope that some day I will be in your situation looking back at the low points. The fact that so many people have picked themselves up after being down and out, as you apparently have done, is one of very few things that is some assurance to me that things DO get better. Thanks for the input.
Ted
Joanne Coyle
I’ve delt with and still do deal with depression and It’s no laughing matter when you’re in the middle of it I know. Hang in there Ted!! Joanne :)
MooseMan replied
Thanks, Joanne… I’m glad you understand, though I’m not glad that you are a victim of depression. It’s an ugly affliction.