So, this week as you may know i had a pretty bad mental health crisis. After a brief overnight in the hospital, i've had to come to the realization that i will not get better, there is no cure but there is therapy and drugs to help me cope. i have had to give up my dream of being drug free. i have had to accept this is my normal. So as is usual for me, poems began to form ... to help me cope with what is going on my world.
Allowing myself to give up my dream of 'normal' has freed me in