Queue next chapter

It’s been a while since I was last active.

Life has been good. I’ve been good! Studies are good. Relationships are good.

I’m content with good. Good means stable and stability isn’t something that I have gifted myself in the past.

This is the second semester into my two year diploma. I’m still working and living..

This is the next chapter.

My last chapter ended when I felt well and stable.

It’s true what they say – creativity comes from the darkest of places.

I’ve taken myself off my medication and it’s an interesting journey so far. My reservoir is bigger than before but it may not be a smart move.

I will find out I guess…

I love my family [A draft I wrote 7 months ago]

In the darkest depths and brightest altitudes,
my family has always been there.
My inner circle is actually a triangle.
Consisting of my mum, brother and me.
It’s always been just us.
Like the rings of a tree,
our relatives,
family friends,
and acquaintances
Help make up the tree that you see.

Some how that came out more poetic than I meant it to lol It’s how I feel though. In the darkest depths of my depression and grief, they’ve always been there. They’re always there to throw out a flotation device. Sometimes I don’t even see it. So it drifts about on it’s tether, with them on the other side. Sometimes I think I ignore it, wanting to sink to the bottom and drown. Sometimes, the life line falls perfectly over me. Nevertheless, they always pull me in. There’s always a clean change of clothes, blanket and a hot drink.

I love my family.