Life was busy
Life still is, but now…this week I seem to be coping.
I have learnt to not stretch my expectations of coping beyond a week and that even that can be a long stretch
I have had hospital visits, doctors and medicines and psychiatrists and diagnosis and confusion and
Ups and downs and ups and downs and up and downs and ups and downs and ups and downs and
And I have learnt that recovery is not some smooth clean and clear road… no…
It is a road that has experienced a storm, it is littered with torn trees and gouged surfaces
It is smothered in rock and potholes and debris and tree trunks and maybe road kill
And they must be navigated, clambered and dodged.
And on a road so busy, so full of obstacle, one’s bound to trip and fall on occasion.
So, recovery is rubbing those skun knees and getting up again…like every cliche and fake Marilyn Munroe Quote.