A friend said that I had continuously gotten back up from disastrous situations and that I know how to “come back” from situations. But I have got to know how to maintain my life. To be able to stay above life circumstances and maintain the lifestyle that I have had in the past. I thought about this deeply. Yes, I had repeatedly come back from dire circumstances. Even ones that had no path to come back from. Each having nothing to do with anything but life and it's inherent resistances. No one thing, I thought, could have predestined me for these devastating situations. Each time I lost momentum and absconded to the bottoms of life’s continuum, I struggled and scraped to get above again. what was it that allowed me to crescendo to loss and despondency so easily after all of the toil and work which was exhausted? I don’t really “know” I have ideas and thoughts but not real answers about what happened or that I presumed to happen to me. So here I am now at multiple juxtapositions while looking back, forward and within to ascertain the correct root causes for my reflection so pardon my complexities within the simplest of notions. A diagnosis, a prognosis, treatment and support brought me here and now I begin.
