I wanted this post to be upbeat as the title suggests, but that is not how I am feeling right now. I dove into a depressive episode like a non Olympic diver from a high board not quite expecting the splash and gasping for air before reaching the surface. Can you tell I am a terrible swimmer.
After a few good weeks it has me reeling. Another emotional upset, another argument. And still no offer of family support. In the midst of depression I stand alone except for a few good friends who are brave enough to stand with me.
I want the rhythm of 2019 to be a rhythm that is even and normal rather than a hyperventilating kind of breathing. Here’s to new tides with a rhythm all its own. Feeling mindful, healthy and safe is my wishes for 2019. How about you?