Hoping things will be different~~Poetry
~Poetry is for everyone!~
~Poetry is NOT dead!~
~Happy Poetry!~
Hello, and I hope you are all well! Things are OK over here. I am still in awe over the fact that I went to therapy yesterday. I’m excited about what the future holds. My main focus will be addressing my social issues, which will help with my agoraphobia. I have homework to do and am ready to work on this problem.
I am unsure if any of you have ever dealt with social anxiety or agoraphobia. It can feel like an invisible wall of fear surrounds you with thoughts and accusations by others that may or may not exist.
We can’t get into other peoples’ minds, so it’s a losing battle to try to guess or know what others think about us. I need to stop caring because I want to be able to go outside alone and drive again. I want to live again. I’m hopeful that things will get better.
Let me know if you struggle with this or if it’s something you have overcome. I would love some tips!
Today’s poem is about hoping for the future, and it is hopeful!
Happy Poetry!
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Maybe Tomorrow Things Will Get Better~~Poetry~~
Maybe tomorrow
I will venture outside
and face my fears
as I face the world
maybe tomorrow
I can start to heal
and let go of the past
as I learn how to deal
maybe tomorrow
I will learn to be strong
and will fight every demon
as I try to go on
maybe tomorrow
I will understand this problem
and learn to overcome it
so I can feel human again
maybe tomorrow
I will learn
how to live again
maybe tomorrow
instead of losing this battle
I will have the freedom to win
I have always had bittersweet thoughts about the phrase, “maybe tomorrow.” In one way, it brings a hopeful message, and in another, it gets you off the hook from trying to go beyond your comfort zone. I remember spending seven years barely ever leaving the house. Every day, instead of venturing out on my front porch, I would turn away in fear and think, “Maybe tomorrow.” It became such a part of me that I ended us using the phrase as a screen name on an online support group. It must be a good phrase because that is how I met my husband! We met on an online support group, trying to get help for ourselves, and we found each other instead. Now we work on our issues together. My husband is also my most significant enabler, but that is for another time!
~Thanks for reading! Until next time, stay safe, and be blessed!~ 🙂