Things look bleak.
Mental health feels weak.
Yet strength does come
and I find myself no longer numb.
Dumb, I know, but true.
Things look bleak.
Mental health feels weak.
Yet strength does come
and I find myself no longer numb.
Dumb, I know, but true.
You know it needs to be done
yet somehow
it gets delayed
time and time again.
So why is it
that until the deadline looms
that we then rush around in a panic
to get it done?
Blaming ADHD feels like a cop out!
No on
Racecar
Naan
Mom
Pop
Dog god
Saw was
Same
Back
and forward
I think I have?
But…
What if I did not?
Can I really remember?
I think I must have because….
Yet, doubt still niggles at the back of mind.
I guess I have not then?
Or did I?
I need to stop getting distracted.
First I start the kettle.
Then I get everything ready.
Mug in place.
I pour the water in to the filter.
For some reason or other
I wander away
Only to come back to
A full cup of cold coffee.
The weekend.
Relaxing.
Enjoying the company.
Talking and visiting.
Peacefulness.
Happiness with laughter.
Feeling good.
In the garden
The vegetables grow.
My mind eases
Until I step wrong
And I find the strawberries
Turned in to a premature jam.
You worry
and do your best
to try to not make mistakes.
Yet, they happen.
The litany inside your head
SCREAMS
idiot
Idiot
ID I OT
IDIOT
You stupid fucking idiot!
Life presents challenges.
Survival being the top one.
Then, given leeway
we what satisfaction, pleasure.
The ability to thrive!
Yet most of the time
I seem simply able to confront the next obstacle
and sometimes overcome it!
Overwhelmed.
Unsure of what to do first.
I need help.
So the first thing willbe.
Ask!