Perhaps I might have paused to read a few blogs first.
That would be another way of getting more connected with others. More connected than I have been over recent months.
Surely this is the right time to carve out links again: the ‘blogosphere’ has been good to me. It’s given me an outlet for words and ideas and feelings. Also its introduced me to others, albeit virtually. But I remember I’ve met individuals in the flesh, so to speak.
I vow to build up again my practice. I need links more than ever because I have let so many lapse for a while. I’ve noticed a few critisisms of bloggers, harsh words, insultings words - from people whom I imagine may yet have needs of kind words themselves.
One of the good things about living in a depressed mood is that I’ve become sensitive to the cruelty of nasty remarks and unkind exclamations. Who knows when you might have need of care and love, even from those you do not care for?
I want to sneak back, slip in without making the slightest splash. Wish I could cobble together a few words quietly in order to help me into more communicative habits.
I went to an AWARE meeting last night. And came home energised and positively committed to this. Tuesday evening turn of a corner, towards a more friendly frame of mind. Listening to others round the self-help group, saying a few words myself, trying to lay down a few markers for me to remember next time and thereby have something to measure progress by…
Going out into Douglas this morning, for coffee and company with G. - that was another good thing.
And I’m going to see D. for lunch tomorrow.
The sun shines in through the window…
