ebb and flow


yesterday  was weird. I started out  feeling super ecstatic and happy about life then found myself in the grip of depression. It’s crazy how quickly and easily my brain can slide into this state.

As I’ve been experiencing this I’ve been trying my best to observe it, rather than jump right into the middle of it’s drama. It feels like a wave. A rising and falling, an ebb and flow. If I can figure out how to just ride the wave and remember that it will eventually subside I think I will be o.k. The problems arise when I hop on a boat that is going to the Island of Self-Loathing. And that happened yesterday, too. It always does. But it seems like I am able to jump that ship in a more timely way than I used to. So that’s good.