A Quiet Freedom

Have you ever found yourself.... in a place you didn’t understand. That had nothing to do with your “real” life? Then, memories rush back. Ahh, everyone’s gone now either from this earth or they didn’t want to follow me Through more of my trials and tribulations or more mood swings and blood I guess the life of a Manic Depressive takes a different road than most. Dramatic, unexpected choices that threatened friend’s own marriages “She’s so bold as to leave her husband for love” and then it actually worked out “Now she’s in Seattle” “Wow, she just left her kids” Assumptions were consistently made with no grounds whatsoever They didn’t know that I was so vulnerable, I allowed myself to be Placed here. and that I was so stuck, I couldn’t get myself out. My heart ached, yet nobody asked me. Nobody knew. It’s time to go now. My window of opportunity. As vulnerable as ever, But more desperately needing.... I want Me again with choices needing to know it’s still possible to be out from under and be free. For once. Nobody knew . But I did.