As the sun rises again, as the air gets warmer and the birds start chirping, I see how Spring has slowly unfurled itself over the frozen ground. Up pop the snowdrops, the crocuses. Out come the first blossoms. And on the ground I notice a dandelion, showing me that all my wishes are still there, intact, waiting for me to spring back to life and act.
My depression is a really big, dark cloud with lots of rain that keeps pouring down. But from time to time, when the sun peaks through and at the right angle, there are some silver linings to be found…
Singing is great fun, but did you know it also has proven health benefits?
It’s been quiet, the last few days. I’ve had fewer responsibilities and find myself falling into a sort of hibernation. It’s not altogether unpleasant.
Sadness seems hard, but it might just be the easy way out when it comes to dealing with what’s underneath.
What does it ‘feel’ like to have fear of commitment? What does a dismissive avoidant attachment style looks like? And what are the steps to healing this?