Stormy Winds or Calming Seas

A poem on getting up, when you're so often down

Whether they’re stormy winds

Or calming seas

There are lessons in both

And what they do to me

I look at ups and downs

Highs and lows

They are natural to this journey

Endless ebbs and flows

And there are those who know

Those who don’t

There are those who seek wisdom

And those who simply won’t

But on this note, I wrote down

The most important lesson of them all

Give yourself the time you need

But don’t stay down; stand tall

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As I'm sure you've read from previous posts, depression is difficult to overcome. There are days where I simply cannot get myself out of bed. But I have learned that, when you're ready, it's worth getting up again. It's hard, and it probably gets harder every time. I know my self-worth is like a rubber band, it can break easily.

Nevertheless, I sometimes have to force myself to do some of the things I know are positive for my well-being: meditating, yoga, running, etc. All these things help make me feel better, despite not necessarily feeling good. It takes time to get into a better mindset, but I do believe when you can cultivate a passion(s) and hone in on a craft, it allows you to get out of that funk, so to speak, and continue growing. It's hard, but worth it. I write this knowing I'll get knocked again, but it's a reminder to continue getting up.

-JTC