Washing the grey out of my life....
Day 17 - after double mastectomy
Ok.... I have felt myself slowly slipping down into the abyss... I dig my claws in and hang on.... Inch by inch I wiggle my way back up.. I sit on the edge looking down...
I have felt 'down in the dumps' before but I have never been fully consumed by depression..... But I have many friends and family that have and still do... I have nursed them through it, tip toed around them ever so carefully, helped when I could , all without really getting what it's about ... Well I think I may have some idea now of how easy it is to get pulled down and although I haven't yet, stay there...
This experience has played games with my mind all along.... I'm living in a mine field, except I am the bomb, waiting for the pressure trigger to be deployed...each day is different but the same...
Being cooped up hasn't helped my cause either, don't get me wrong, getting to sit around watching TV and going pretty much nothing else can be just what you need, but it's been months now. I have only had a few short weeks in that time where I can say I actually felt well... Then another treatment is upon me...... that taunting finger pushes me closer to the edge again...
I look at my scars and I have mixed emotions... I am proud of them, they're proof I'm a force to be reckoned with, a fighter....on the other hand I feel like Frankenstein, the jagged lines and buckled skin a reminder that I was at the mercy of an evil entity.... These scars carry the reality of what has happened to me .... And it's bloody hard to ignore.
My mind is at war.... My heart is pleading... 'stop!' Everyday I wake, I feel the pain, the aches throughout my body... I make my mind numb itself like parts of my body are....I smile and push through....I'm fine..
Today I got up, stood under the warm shower, carefully dried myself... Be quiet mind.....looked at myself in the mirror and decided that I will start backing away from the edge... I've re opened my art page for orders....started to focus on getting back to work, even if it's for a day.... Start to slowly take back my life ...
I refuse to let you win....