Angel

It’s been a hard few weeks… I’m struggling to make sense of this world and my role within it. At the moment it seems a pointless and never ending downward spiral. I’ve been told that I haven’t hit the bottom yet; but if this isn’t it, I don’t want to know what the bottom is going to look like.

Tomorrow is the funeral for our work mate… I still can’t believe she is gone. A former work mate came into work yesterday and told me of her final hours… the pain, screaming and finally, the coma. Within the context of our consistent suicidal issues, I’m finding it difficult to reconcile her pain and passing. Surely if this was a just world, we would be the one being buried tomorrow. We have no hopes or dreams… no plans for the future…

In the midst of this self-pity and confusion, we turn to music for comfort… In particular, Sarah McLachlan’s Angel… It soothes and has special meaning for us…

Paul over a MindParts said in his latest posting… “Perhaps I am meant to heal. Perhaps I am meant to live.” I used to have an idea of what “healing” and “living” would look like, but now I’m not so sure… I’m not sure of anything anymore…

Reading this over, I realise that it’s about as pointless as the post we deleted earlier today.  But there is a drive to post something here today, I don’t know why.  I’ll turn comments off, as I see this as self absorbed and pathetic…

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Now playing: Sarah McLachlan – Angel
via FoxyTunes

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