What do we do when we are in a wind tunnel, speed increasing, how do we anchor?

Seven days, 2 funerals, 1 unhinged mother, 1 very broken (not much change) parental partnership, 1 alcoholic but kind-hearted brother, 1 daughter having daily adhd disregulation meltdowns, work queuing, 1 beautiful exhibition where the people-watching was a fascination, 1 easy book to read, and finished after trying for the best part of two years, and a line of trust that ‘it’ will be ok. Whatever that is.  

I think we have to just hold trust. There really is nothing else. Trust that your daily read of the blog tells you you’re not alone. Trust that your score waves at you with respect and does not berate you - I’ve learned it’s just a mirror, face it.

Trust that something a little wider than you is walking beside. Trust.  

Love from

The room above the garage

A Moodscope member