Something Different

Something new. I’m re-imagining how I treat my words, old and new. I’m going to be imaging my poetry and posting them to Instagram. I’m starting with some older stuff that originally appeared here and adding new items as the come up. I’m planning on putting the images here are well, but I could use the likes and follows over on Instagram.

So, if it pleases you I can be found at:  https://www.instagram.com/gavinbennett1970/

Hope everyone enjoys…

/G

 

a means to a beginning

where is the end of this?
is it in this pink pill?
how about this little yellow one?
it could be at the end of this session,
or maybe the next one…

no

these are simply
a means to a beginning
getting to a place
where the real work starts
where the real work never ends

— GB

Start Again

“There are millions and millions of people with mental problems.  They work regular jobs, irregular jobs, they work at home, they don’t work, they’re married or single, they have kids or don’t, they do laundry and fall in love and have opinions and grieve their losses and, if they’re lucky, take their meds.  That’s what I’m learning.  I am a person with mental illness. So it takes some extra effort.  So sometimes it’s debilitating.  But now that I’m learning to manage it, it’s becoming not my entire life but simply a part of how I live, something people around me live with as well, something I can accept.  I have to, that’s the only way this works.”             —  “Madness: A Bipolar Life” by Marya Hornbacher

This extended quote gets right to the heart of where I am right now.  As someone with Bipolar Disorder, which appears to have been put in my rear view mirror for the time being, I am trying to figure out where I go from here.  What I need to do is figure out how to stop being afraid of things I perceive as being outside my comfort zone.  I’m not sure how to do that, if any of you have some suggestions I would really appreciate it.  Some of the questions I ask are:

Can I get a job?
Can I handle a career?
How about a significant other, or a family?
What happens when I fall apart?
Where does it all go when the only thing I can focus on is me?

defeat is just an
opportunity to
start again

I don’t know where I heard that but it seems like a good motto.  I think I’ll take it as my own.  Now I need to do some serious work on me.  I hope nothing gets in the way.