My experience and observation, lately, has been that I am not alone (what, what??). So, I decided to post a blog about metaphors.
1. Running while hooked to a bungee.
My absolute favorite. There are times that I feel pretty awesome. I could run a marathon, figuratively speaking, and maybe even do pretty okay. Then, I realize I have a bungee strapped to me. I snap back to the wall that has me tied like I never had any gain in the first place.
2. Walking, falling into a hidden hole. Pretty self explanatory, but some still don't get it. Depression isn't just "sad," y'all. It's more. It's deeper, and scarier.
3. Flying, running into an unsuspected mountain.
Yeah. Sometimes, I'm flying. I'm on top of the world. I have it all together- the baby, the husband, the life, the church... And then...BAM!! Nope.
4. Being a tiny bug that somehow ended up in the middle of a group hug.
A huge crowd doesn't mean you feel a part of it. I find myself here lots, actually. I can be whatever people want me to be. But that doesn't mean I am what I need me to be.
5. Missing a step, unsuspectingly.
Know that feeling? A gasp, a sudden panic. It's fleeting, but still, the memory sticks. That's anxiety. That's social panic.
People deal with these on the daily. I do. And people are clueless that it's happening. I was surprised to see that my feelings weren't all so different to some. It's important to know this.
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