If You're There, I'm Here

I stumbled across another blog about depression.

Please follow and encourage the blogger on the link below.

Depression Hurts
The Adventures of Old Alice

 it really does 

and I feel her pain.

Sad, mad or

Happy and gay.

Who will I be today???

I wanted to reach out and hug her 

and assure her that someone does care, 

someone does understand, 

and this someone wants to crawl in that bubble with her

or rather pop that bubble and get her out.

When I'm Tigger, I don't like Eeyore

and when I'm Eeyore, 

I certainly don't like Tigger.

Thing is, most days I'm not even able 

to move past myself.

I understand the days of not remembering.

I understand that sometimes my mind feels like it's demented,

and yes, I worry about that too.

Isolation, I get. 

I may be surrounded by a crowd and still feel alone.

So, please be gentle with me.

I'm fragile and I may break.

Coming home from a celebration 

and I have to make myself get out of bed.

I look forward to the calls at the end of the day 

from my children.

I look forward to the emails from my blogging friends.

When I can't be anything to anyone, 

I just have to be myself.

That's all I can be.

So, if you're there, 

I'm here. 

Prayers of Hope, 

Bonnie

"We who are strong ought to bear with the failings of the weak and not to please ourselves."

Romans 15:1

I wonder why this isn't the way it is???