I've spent a lot of time thinking about things recently, mostly in the cause of self-analysis through the CBT I'm undergoing. Some of that thinking has brought special memories to mind and I thought I’d share one with you.
Back last September a friend of mine was starting a project that required a few specific images and I offered to help. One of those required images was a bridge and we decided to use the Second Severn Crossing. I suggested taking a series of photographs as the daylight failed, giving a range from full day to night. This is the image that was finally chosen:
Second Severn Crossing @ Dusk
So what’s so special about the memory? Well it was a time when I could see a future mapped out ahead of me. A time when there were things to look forward to. A time before I became ‘lost’ in my world of confusion. A brief period when I was happy and healthy and felt I had something to live for.
They say one in ten of us suffer some form of mental illness in our lives; I wonder whether that statistic is maybe a little on the low side...
normalguy
....but always scrape off the floor eventually even if I'm whimpering and moaning the whole time....Go with the flow....it is part of your life experience...you are entitled to a melt down....and to rebuild is interesting......and it is curious to notice how you do it....It is neither good nor bad necessarily...just is what is happening......the result of what has gone before. Just part of the beast......{{{hugs}}}
I think so - some drown it in drinks and drugs etc, others face up it to it - more power to you