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"When morning breaks,
We hide our eyes and our love's aching.
Nothing's strange." - The Verve
I've always loved weeping willows. When I was little, my best friend and neighbor had one in her yard. We would run around underneath it, pretend we were in the jungle, and let the branches brush across our faces. I find it interesting that while all the other trees are reaching upwards toward the sun, the branches of the weeping willow cascade down away from the light. The park where these pictures were taken was full of big, old-growth oak trees, but I focused in on this little weeping willow with it's lowly trunk and drooping branches. I found it more beautiful than any other tree that day.
I've been alot like that weeping willow over the past week. My anxiety, depression, and panic attacks returned in full force. I found myself growing towards the darkness. I felt alone and isolated compared to all the happy people around me. At times, I felt like there was no hope, but I kept getting up each day and fighting. I'm feeling much better now, and I haven't had a panic attack in a few days. I'm using this week to work through my feelings. I had alot of different ones last week, and I need to figure out which ones were caused by anxiety and which ones were legitimate. It's so tough not being able to trust your own thoughts because they are influenced by fear. I keep thinking about that little weeping willow amoung the big oak trees. It has it's own different, some may say crazy, way of growing but that's what makes it unique and beautiful.
Thanks for all your concerned comments and emails. They mean so much to me.
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