Treading water with no legs

Or that's how it feels some days? It seems an age ago the warm summer days were here and newfound freedoms were teasing us all as we eased out of dystopian, oppressive 18 months. However...

Or that’s how it feels some days? It seems an age ago the warm summer days were here and newfound freedoms were teasing us all as we eased out of dystopian, oppressive 18 months. However, with the looming Merry Season rapidly approaching, together with a relentless barrage of negative news threatening further pointless restrictions to some of us, the feeling of approaching darkness drains what positivity I can muster these days.

Depression, anxiety tripled during Covid-induced lockdown: UK study (Click image for article)

I’m pretty sure I’m not on my own and many like me are only now feeling the true weight burdened upon us by leaders who swear they have our best interests at heart, yet continually subjecting their electorate/employers (We the common man) to harm by numerous means ie NHS wait times; psyops; fear-mongering; out of control inflation; social division… I bite my bottom lip to expand further. Oh and I hear there’s a nasty bug going around too! Let’s not go there,

#YouAreNotAlone

The bottom line is. I’ve been feeling a bit low and not my usual bouncy uptempo self. The daily challenges have been the better of me. However, my recently adopted mindful techniques, meditation and learning, plus my ‘divine-given positivity bone’ will carry me through. I also have Sindy’s ever-present love & support fortified by a resolve on the power of ‘Mind-over-matter’ which I owe my Dad for, I’ll be back to full unstoppable strength soon

“The greatest glory in living lies in not falling, but in rising every time we fall.”

― Nelson Mandela

It’s ok for me, but I fear I am pretty unusual in having a self-preservation regime I can fall back on when the dark clouds of depression saturate darkening skies, which is why I am sitting here, writing down my feelings. Firstly, it redefines my gratitude in life and more importantly, reminds me of my mission to share my optimism with anyone who is stuck in a dark place. Now all I have to do is figure out a way to do that. I feel it’s my duty to do so in return for my good luck over the recent years.

There’s always Hope

“To anyone out there who’s hurting—it’s not a sign of weakness to ask for help. It’s a sign of strength.”

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