Today’s prompt: ‘beside me’
Anxiety encompasses me
Fear feel visually don’t see
Try remain calm and busy
Social media awareness updates
Seriousness pandemic issues relate
Interact TV ‘n social media sudden hate
Listen adult children’s conversational concerns
Follow pleasurable thoughts spoken summer plans
In ‘do-not resuscitate’ category age factor learn
Think how awful suffer then face last breath – die alone.
SoCS: March 28th
A good writer
An avid reader
Aft news gardener
Time it takes to sit and read
Methods world population proceed
Particles of media outdated chose weed
Tis hard to believe age matters
Those 60 or over Triage procedures
Italians no longer treated – poor elderly
Sadness worldwide grows
Amidst medical status quo
Threat worsens new week unfolds
Sufferer anxiety ‘n depression
Counterproductive thoughts lessen
Social media access with discretion
I wonder how many writers or perhaps how many times a writer has penned words
through tearful eyes.
I share little with regard to personal life. Friends and I often joke about the
response ‘Fine Thanks’ when asked the polite question: “How are you?”
I’ve been raked through the coals and only those who’ve walked the same path have
any knowledge of the stories.
I started blogging for therapeutic reasons and ‘yes’ it helped to put ‘some’ of those
feelings of heartbreak out there. I’ve kept the details private though with good reason.
Moving along I participated in challenges for fun and also to learn, learn and learn more.
Then along came the opportunity – a month long challenge – rough draft a novel.
My choice was totally out-of-the-box.
Daily I deal with GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder) and its’ friend Depression. Talk about illnesses that mess with one’s emotions.
I figured I had a dog’s chance of achieving my dream.
I grew dog-tired of going in circles and thought perhaps best to dog it period.
This morn I attended a local author’s presentation and Poetry reading. It was quite beneficial.
I reflected on her words:
2. Keep Trying
3. Celebrate Life
Could this combo be a heaven-sent message for me??
So without further adieu I’d like to share a picture of my favorite dog of the five dogs
that were part of my family. She’s a Lhasa Apso who was a family companion, loving
and attentive – slept beside me back when I was quite ill with a condition that took up
two paragraphs in a popular known set of encyclopedias.
JusJoJan Day No: 10 – Dogs
Write story – label fiction
Branches social media
Who better become author
Tale atrocities earth mother
So tired of feeling victim
Resident emotional prison
Skirted answers – circumvention
Irked – abrupt stop therapy
Search ‘n find – felt the need
True facts plus lots research
Prior start endeavor seek solace God’s house – church.
Apologize total unaware
Understand now – too late
Years therapy – nowhere
Decade questions – answers
Powerless world advances
Intrusive thoughts – stomach churns.
Reminder emotional scars
Prison garb stripes black ‘n white
Strangers locked cells sleepless nights
Certain recepients good health care
Place free dental work dentures wear
Intrusive negative thoughts push away
Implants thou save dollars day after day
Many times think life for some so unfair
Uncontrollable facts unable mind e’er clear.
August Writing Prompts
Pesky fruit flies
Wish share morn cup tea
Curse handcuffs of emotions
Tackle additional problem
Hopeful discover correct stratagem
Rid apartment fruit flies extreme fast
Remedies combo vinegar quick fixes best
Desire not be amid colony pests solo outcast
Skulled feelings exasperation
Struggle continue keep sterling reputation
Attempts overcome shackles anxiety 'n depression
August Writing Prompts
Where do I begin
Older divorcee wish fit in
Joiner numerous senior groups
Friendly new acquaintance maker
Wisher for a place to hide
Whenever others speak of their wonderful lives
I know what it’s like to have-it-all for decades
Follow was death – deceit – divorce newfound fears
Combatted feelings best I could in spite of heightened anxiety
Imperative time make final preparations should become ill
Desire options available old gal wind up place other than nowhere.
NOTE: This post is part of SoCS
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 10/19
S uffering, pain part of life
T rapped due to aging circumstances
U ninvited changes 'n thought processes
C reate barriers inability achieve happiness
K udos self-seeker knowledge symptoms manifestation characteristics .
© 2019 June Quintin
Rarely do I complain; I’d rather be a positive supporter.
I’ve had my share (more than some less than others) of unfortunate life’s circumstances.
Social media networking has been quite therapeutic for me as well as writing for a hobby.
Today I found a good description of myself in the above picture – gal who has yet to manage putting the puzzle pieces together.
Losing someone you love dearly is difficult – losing one or more of your children far worse.
Listed below is a partial list of symptoms of grief I deal with to this day / night.
- Segmented sleep pattern
- Appetite changes
- Difficulty concentrating for extended periods
- Crying versus bothered and upset yet numbed out
- Social isolation (fought this)
- Anxiety attacks out of nowhere
- Depression – off and on
- List goes on
Inspirational messages and shared affirmations are definitely nice – momentarily only though as when alone one can sink into a pit of despair.
I’ve no idea why some people have so much strength while others complain about the most trivial matters.
If I could change places I’d opt out of being a Mother who lost children. It’s grief that never goes away.