New series: Grippy Sock Poetry Corner



 In the fall of 2023, I had a mental breakdown and checked myself into the hospital for it. I was running like Sha'Carri from my past and it caught up with me. I was pushing myself so hard to succeed professionally and personally after escaping two decades of abuse and trauma. I wanted control of my life and when I realized that I could not have everything all at once, it broke me.

I did about 3 months of intense therapy Monday-Friday six hours a day. This was some intense work and I was up for the challenge. During this program I wrote daily and some days I wrote poetry. I would share with the class and they enjoyed my poems very much. Now I want to share them here.

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Hope 

Down

Defeated

Lost

Floating weightlessly through the void 

I have no compass, no direction

I have no true sense of self

Who am I?

-Loser

-Failure

-Coward

I feel so...

-Insecure

-Embarrassed 

-Terrified 

Distraught, Lonely, Hopeless

Floating through the void 

I have nothing, I am nothing


I accept help...


Compassion, care, understanding is given

I choose to receive it 

I start to feel my body again, I slowly sink through the void 

Light appears, I begin to show myself compassion, care, understanding 

I begin to plan, I begin to try 

I face the fear, I combat the sadness

My feet eventually touch the ground

Hope appears 

Hope grows

Little by little

Confidence appears

Confidence grows

Stronger and stronger

Dedication appears

Acceptance appears 

Optimism appears

I am now firmly grounded

I am ready to live again


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I donated this and a few other poems to the program before I left. The practitioners felt that I translated how people suffering from depression feel very well and asked for them. I was happy to share if it meant helping others. 

I hope this post finds you well. If not I hope that it gives you some encouragement.



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