Ironically, it wasn't until my world turned bleak and black that I caught sight of a tiny thread of hope shining as a bright lone star in my universe.
I write the following thoughts from a datum point of the tedium, anxiety and experience I endured at the time; I acknowledge that these words
A sense of ‘pointlessness’ brought about by, perhaps, drugs or alcohol related binging might be described as a fleeting, transitory bout of the blues but would, likely, harmlessly evaporate away after a good night’s sleep or a break from such intoxicating agents.
In contrast, a sense of pointlessness persisting for days or weeks without some obvious or expected reason, might hint or indicate that a chat with a friend or a visit to a doctor might be worth considering.
The danger, (or hindrance), with feeling pointless, worthless or somehow lost is that the very debilitating nature of the condition can stymie or impede a sufferer’s dynamism or enthusiasm, meaning they can find themselves pinned to their woes like a jet pilot’s body is pinned to their seat when experiencing several G’s during some acrobatic aerial manoeuvre.
Mobility, (mentally, emotionally or physically), can become difficult if a person lets such negativity take control of them although, menacingly, that is exactly what some feelings can do to us, especially if we allow them to overwhelm us.
If the feelings a person might be experiencing were as the result of knocking back half a bottle of Jack Daniels, they might wake up with a sore head or even smile ruefully about allowing the depressive effects of alcohol to, temporarily, muddle their mind.
If, however, such feelings were becoming part of their daily life, I’d gently invite them to consider sharing their thoughts with another human being.
The good news?
The good news is that tomorrow, Sol, our very own dinky little local star, will rise up over the horizon and radiate a bright, golden beam of life giving light across our world and we, (and you), will have the excitement of a brand new day to fill with whatever we choose to pour into it.
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