This is a revision of my first-ever post on Substack (sniff! Memories!). As it's Mental Health Awareness Month for another week, it feels like a good time to share this poem again.
Incredibly moving forward summer through a maze of getting down to the truth of real living and continuing into the real love that is so rarely experienced. No words can really grasp and identify with this. Thank you for your depth of honesty.
Thank you, Treasa. I am thankful that the summer in this poem is in the past, even though there are a lot of things that are still the same. Progress isnāt linear (I keep reminding myself), and thereās definitely been some big healing on the eating disorder side of things.
This is fabulous! Iām so glad you shared this post. I love the repetition of summer throughout.
Thank you, LeeAnn! š
Incredibly moving forward summer through a maze of getting down to the truth of real living and continuing into the real love that is so rarely experienced. No words can really grasp and identify with this. Thank you for your depth of honesty.
Thank you, Mom š. It felt good to revisit it and see the progress (and the things that have not changed, but understanding them more now).
Heartbreaking and heart-healing at the same time. ššæ
Thank you, Elizabeth š.
Just real and honest and beautiful for that. Thank you!
Thank you, Kristine š. By the way, Iām hoping to join your birthday thread soon (Happy happy 40th!).
Thank you!! Itās open-ended, so feel free to come when you can! ā„ļø
Bring it on, summer
Thank you so much for the restack, Jonathan!
A worthy poem!
Thank you, Treasa. I am thankful that the summer in this poem is in the past, even though there are a lot of things that are still the same. Progress isnāt linear (I keep reminding myself), and thereās definitely been some big healing on the eating disorder side of things.
Ha! That might be everyoneās familyā¦