Elizabeth; The Golden Age by William Nicholson and Michael First.
“When the storm breaks, each man acts in accordance of his nature. Some are dumb with fear. Some flee. Some hide. And some spread their wings like eagles and soar on the wind.”
My performance at work is so bad, that my poor overworked colleague had to take my share, adding to her already impossible burden.
Counsellor taught me the importance of 'thought replacement'.
I just hope to practise it 'soon', before the storm comes.
I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
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