Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Don't Rush The Rain



God damn you weather.

Can't you control yourself?

Can't you delay your dark and ominous skies?

I'm SO over you.

You are not convenient.

You are cold, cruel and relentless.

Are you listening weather?

No.

Neither is depression.

It just is.

We can't define it.

We can't control it.

I mean we can try to, but analyzing it doesn't change the fact that it is still FUCKING raining for the third month in a row.

Why do we try to do this with depression?

Although, there may be patterns. Signs. Symptoms to identify another 'bout'.

And, there are things we can do to protect ourselves from the weather of our lives like medicines, exercises, healing tools, treatments, etc.

Still.

Sometimes, we just can't stop the devastating destruction of depression no matter how well prepared we are...just as we can't stop a tsunami from hitting land.

If it is supposed to be. It HAS to be. And, we have to allow it.

The sooner we accept it once it hits inland, the better.

Resisting it can create far more serious problems.

We have to let it 'come' up like a breeze from the South.

It may turn into a hurricane, or it might go back out to the sea and dissolve into nothingness.

It just needs to run it's course.

We may choose to go outside and stand in the storm all alone.

We may ignore the pleads from our loved ones to come inside where it is warm and dry.

We may freeze, get stuck in the downpour, and scream at the thunder.

Or, we may go inside and wrap ourselves in an old blanket.

We may find ways to comfort ourselves, but we can't RUSH THE RAIN.

And, we can't even begin to contemplate WHY it has rained for so damn long.

It just has.

Will it rain forever?

No.

There will be countless sunny days ahead. I promise you this.

The rain won't be 'constant'.

The weather of your life will change shape often...as you will too.

I know one thing for certain. I will be standing there beside you in the darkness of the night, or the light of the day.


My arms will always be open, loving your tear-soaked cheeks and exhausted body. Or laughing with you in the kitchen.

I will love you no matter what.

Every day, rain or shine.




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