Often I feel like I need to progress all on my own. Take responsibility, plough through.. the terminator style. The head is strong, the body follows religiously… the continuous circle of self-inspiration and preservation at the same time. Keep going. Keep going…
Then the wall comes. It’s right there, just staring you in the face, saying “what now?” Learning how to deal with the wall takes time, takes patience, self-understanding, and most of all love. Time to step back and smell those goddamn roses! Patience to accept the fact that it took over 1000 years to build Rome (ok…I don’t have that long…but you get my point)! Self-understanding of what makes us tick and the triggers to change the challenging state of mind.
Sometimes however this understanding includes hitting the wall, sliding down the wall like the coyote after chasing the roadrunner, and lying whenever and wherever you land for a while. That is followed by slow ascent and collection of thoughts and sometimes dignity from the ground.
But as they say, it’s not about how many times we hit the wall, it’s about how many times we get up to face it again!
Remember, picking ourselves up can take some time, but the healing happens quicker if we reach out to a friend, family, support network…whatever that may be. Reach out! Ax
Mental Health Awareness Week
Agata Davies 