warning: blog entry under construction
Friday, April 04, 2008
took a break from the ball
so as to tell
that all is not well
'cuz I have been totally
"To punish my own faults
Blows aimed internally"
to use the words
my inner cords
are breaking down
don't know why it is so
But IF I didn't have the poetry
of my friends...up the tree
I would be...
It seems that life
is always challenging this Royal wife
Is it a gift to be so sensitive
to events, words and such?
My vocation needs me to be sensitive
But voiced judgments are such
that I find justification for
inner abuse; measurement much
caring friends say don't listen for
those judgments are poorly, cruelly useless
BUT such is my clinical depression....
the filter doesn't always work
AND seriously a co-worker had nothing better to do
than to complain about the ROYAL TIARA
while I was working with nonverbal mentally retarded children who love the tiara....
while I was working with autistic communication issues....
while I was working with patients who have lost their speech secondary to a stroke...
while I was working with emotionally disturbed teenagers who love the tiara...
while I was working with so many other co-workers who wondered where the ROYAL TIARA had gone...
'cuz this Princess pouted
by putting the tiara away..
So rather than seeing the purose of 'thinking outside the box' AND the benefit of wearing a ROYAL TIARA albeit plastic...
this one co-worker participated in character assisignation of this ROYAL Princess...
So the Princess was
Thinking of taking her ROYAL toys and going home/castle
BUT what purpose would that serve?
What about my clients/patients/students WHO love the DRAMA of this princess who is looking for her princess-dom....
Such is the DRAGON of clinican depression...
changing the vision
altering the outer/inner filter of the brain's
reception/perception of events
Clinical depression's dragon sending fire into my realm...
HOw do I cope
Why the absence of hope
I do know unique people who seem to so understand the gifts, creativity, challenges and bottomless pit of depression....
WOW that felt good to get all of that out.... hope ya'll can read between the lines so that it will make some sense... Talk about the healing power of talking....
A smile is emerging...
maybe I'll go find me some mead ....
Is there a Prince Charming out there?