or is the Door in the Wall shut for ever?
Have felt really down the last few days, perhaps that is in part a consequence of reducing my anti depressants to a low dose taken every other day or perhaps it is simply a reflection of what I am confronting; divorce, separaton from my children, financial insecurity, having to move. I think they put me fairly high up the stress league don't you?
By stopping my pills am I being brave or foolish?
Am I like Canute trying to stop the incoming tide or do I need to experience this sadness and pain, to let it batter against me and wash around me before it recedes again?
I wonder whether I will ever be with someone else again and it frightens me to imagine the years of loneliness ahead.
I have tried to channel how I feel into my photography and it helps but a 35mm piece of plastic is little consolation when you feel as I do now, however well crafted it may be.
But perhaps that is the price that I have to pay.
And that is frightening
suzeemoon
Quite right re Canute!
"By stopping my pills am I being brave or foolish?"
Don't know, but not a good idea without consultation I wouldn't have thought. One to discuss with GP and/or therapist?
On a pedantic note, Canute never tried to stop the sea - He was proving that he couldn't do so - He proved his point and carried on.
Perhaps there's a different metaphor in there than intended?
Look after yourself.
Suzee
xx