Depression

If you find yourself in “the tunnel”,
in case it's a matter of blood sugar,
eat something.
No matter what or how much.
Want a nap afterward?
Take it.
The only expectations
you must live up to
are your own.
If you can't meet them
it might be better
to lower the bar.
Relief comes in knowing
there's no sin in being imperfect.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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