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Sunday, March 15, 2009

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GINNJEN2000 3/26/2009 4:30PM

    Liked this alot... I too live in the grey a bit. As far as writing it has been therapy in a sense to me sometimes pyschotherapy emoticon anyway you weight loss is amazing.

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IMREADY77 3/18/2009 4:28PM

    Thanks so much for sharing such a personal poem with me. I so can relate to it. That's me when I allow food and sadness get to me. Thanks!

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ARTHURTOM 3/16/2009 12:14PM

    Knowing where we are at and where we've been is a helpful tool. I like your strategy of writing a poem. It takes thought and creativity to come up with the words to describe your thoughts and feelings.

Failure is not an option for me. Now that doesn't mean that on a daily or a situational basis I may fail, but my long range forecast is for success and one slip up I wouldn't consider failure.

Visiting your depression but not dwelling on it can be likened to variety in your meal. Too much of one particular item, such as when you're not depressed and feeling good...if you never had the depression the feeling good would get boring...perhaps.

I have been to the depths of depression to where I was begging the Almighty for death. I have come from those depths to where I'm at today. I think of a poem that I found online that I'll share here, that helped me face my depression and some of the basis for it...

Iíve seen her
Iíve seen my love; Iíve seen her pass
She walks with such a grace,
She turned and smiled across at me,
The sun upon her face,
And I swear I caught the scent,
The fragrance of her hair,
Could I believe Ė should I believe,
Her spirit blessed me there?
Her eyes so bright, they shone with love,
No pain to cloud them now,
And when she laughed no line was seen,
Across that perfect brow.
Oh love, if you would only wait,
Beyond the tears and pain,
Weíll walk together, hand in hand,
In love, in peace, AgainÖ

A beautiful piece yet it sends me to tears because I think of my one true love and how I can see her face in my mind but I can't touch her with my hands.

Thanks Lady for stimulating my thought...I like your blog.

Tim

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AMBERROGUE 3/16/2009 11:52AM

    Writing is such a great way to release emotions, isn't it? I love your poem - so honest and deeply touching. I have been where you were when you wrote that poem. I'm not a poet, not by a long shot, but I find that journaling and writing fiction helps me when I'm dealing with emotions I'd usually use as an excuse to go raid the pantry.

Good for you for finding other ways of dealing!

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