Confession: Army Brigade

I haven’t been reading much blog posts. I find in my depressed moods i can barely emerge from my cocoon… and anxiety is worse to try and read.

Is it selfish to wonder if others are reading me? Heck, i rebel against these letters. Yet, they some how keep the union strong. Unite against me. Bond. The New Army Brigade, 26 letters strong.

They force the issue. I retreat. They win the argument… A thought is but a rain cloud pouring down angst against me. The evidence sufficient to imprison me for years. And the nervous out pouring brings the show curtain down. Behind-the-scenes i dance. The music puts pen to paper, to recite the days events.

I need to rest. I know. But a thinking mind rarely obeys. And so i bore you with my show.

Guess we are even. I am bored by you too. So lets be bored together.

Musings Poetry

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  1. I do know a bit about depression and anxiety, since I have been through it. My solution was to get up early in the morning and make the bed. That simple, it may sound dumb but if you think about it, it has a purpose. Take care.

  2. It takes time to adjust to a new ‘normal’ dear Jeanne. Yes, relax, re-energize. You have been through a lot again the last couple of months. Keep breathing πŸ˜‰ Big hug! XxX

    • Hey Vidur… a lovely break. Lots planned for 2019… slowly working on the first phase. Miss your writings… will stop by… now! πŸ₯³πŸ”₯πŸ•Šβ€οΈ i know i am in for a treat!

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