Agoraphobia is a curse and a gift.
(The opposite of winning the lottery, but much more likely.) There is much that I have learned and much that I have lost due to the “big A”. I deal with self-condemnation, depression and loneliness. And I have had to look within myself and begin to understand who and what I really am, behind the masks and layers of protection built up over decades of being a “productive” member of society.
The Kid
You see, many of the seeds of my condition were sown in my youth. I don’t blame anyone. My father was an alcoholic and my mother suffered bouts of mental illness. To lay blame would be, at best, unproductive.
All of this leads to the concept and reality of the “inner child”. What would this rebellious, creative, visionary and uncertain kid accomplish with some nurturing and encouragement?
Why We Blog
So, I have brought the Kid in to help me with this chronicle of our rebirth and growth into a happy human, to share sources of inspiration and to delve into some of the issues of mental illness. We seek to understand the dreams and barriers in this wild and open world. And, to help others dream and persist in their endeavors to create their lives.
It is easy to be a part of the “real”, status quo world until it is impossible. Then we must grow and become our true selves.
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Please feel free to share your own experiences, inspirations and questions. We will be polite, as long as we are treated politely. Your friendship is valued greatly. Thank you.
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