When I feel down I tend to just pick up some paper and a pen and write,sometimes it comes out as a poem or a statement,just a plain old rant and rave or maybe even a hand written letter,once I have done this I do look back over it and sometimes, not every time though,it feels good or at least better to have got it out of my system in a structured way
Yesterday I had to try and fight the most awful pain
I hope above all other hope that today will not be the same
It drags me down so so low,which then makes me sad
The tears that fall make me feel ashamed of myself which then in turn. makes me feel really bad.
I hope someone out there can understand my way of thinking.
A poem a day keeps the depression at bay,well in some kind of way.
I must share this photograph of my granddaughter Phoebe ,she is so perfect and beautiful.
She had a new sister arrive on New Year's Day called Paige who is very different but equally as special to me.