You know those days when you just feel blue?
I’m having one of those right now.
It’s ironic, you know, because the sun is beaming blissfully outside. I can hear the kids next door playing and laughing in the pool. I can feel the warmth of my dog resting next to me. I can see her chest rising with every breath; reminding me to try to keep breathing too.
That’s hard too.
It’s ironic, you know, because I earn my money teaching people how to breathe. I teach them how to support. Yet, even with all the knowledge and practice of my profession, I still can’t find a way to bring myself to do it.
A repellent to my productivity.
It’s ironic, you know, that I tell people that practice is the only way you can ever improve. Yet, I can’t bring myself to practice the steps that have been put in place to help to make me not feel so blue.
I’ll be okay. I mostly always am. I’ll sit in the shower for far too long, make myself some food, drown my thoughts out with demanding bass lines and lyrics that hold the promise of a better life. I’ll sleep for a while and then I’ll wake up.
I’ll be okay.
But are you?
If you ever need to speak to someone please call Lifeline on 13 11 14.