The past few weeks and months have been a time of change and moving forward for me. And, like a lot of ‘learning experiences’ it has been one hell of a hike. Everything seemed to be building up to something, with the pile getting taller and wider each day, emotional baggage spilling out from every angle. I haven’t been alone in this, I’ve been going through it with someone, but sometimes that doesn’t make it any easier, sometimes it just makes it harder on both of you.
The something it was building up to was last week; a week so terrible I don’t have the strength to talk about it just yet for fear of reliving the anxieties it brought. The mountain’s growth has meant that those I love have been kept on the edges of my life despite messages of love and simple conversation. So, this poem is dedicated to you all of those people who’ve reached out in friendship and love over the past 3 months and have been disappointed or upset in my lack of a response. If you’ve tried to call, text or email me and I’ve not got back to you for days or even at all please don’t take it personally; my life has been on a chaotic rise with no end in sight, until now.
Hopefully you’ll be pleased to know that this mountain’s emergence over the weeks and months of this year, that culminated in something that only dynamite can tackle, is slowly subsiding, crumbling into piles of rocks and soil as the sun sets on last week. Thank you to everyone who has shown patience and care, especially those who have allowed me to get in touch on my own terms and just listened.
Hope you enjoy this short I wrote last night to mark the start of a new week and the dismantling of a mountain:
and step outside
of your mind
Look at it from a new view
and make sure you handle with care.
Shed the layer of grime
that emotional exhaustion leaves behind;
Shed and begin anew.
© LE Purse
18th October 2015