The Old Tin Shed

Today's title was a comment made about how we live our lives on an online forum.  The thread was about what keep people going when they are at the bottom, not the meds not the treatment, but the little things that keep you safe. I hadn't commented till yesterday even though the thread has been active since Feb.  But it reminded me of the little things that keep me going.  My life for the past month has not been easy, I have been studying and getting ready for full time work.  On Tuesday I head south to Brisbane for the 3rd time this year, and to be honest I am anxious about any trip. I can feel myself cycling and believe it or not I am on my way down.  I have been sad a lot in the last couple months, even the me time I have been taking is not enough.  I have lots to be thankful for, I have a great partner, and an ability to help support myself.   But I feel as though I am coming up short.  No matter what I do it will never give me back what ...

Its full moon again, and it has me thinking and contemplating something I do a lot of around the full moon.  I find  I gain a lot from doing this, as it allows me to confront and deal with issues.  Its been a long road for me and lots in my life have changed.  I would not change a thing because without the pain without the illness I would not have what I have now.  I would have missed out on a lot some good some bad. Anyway, I was thinking about endings.  How important they are, and more importantly how important they are for us as human beings.  There is nothing that is endless everything has an end even the universe in which we exist.  One day there will be nothing and the cycle will start over again. For me I look back and there has been lots of endings, some I knew were coming and others I didn't.  Even as a young man I understood endings.  An example was when I changed schools in year 8, the last day of school I walked...