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This is not a drill

So here we are–perhaps a month into what is likely going to be a long haul.

Can’t say I’m loving it but, as humans are won’t to do, I am adjusting.

Yep. Perhaps it is the up-dose of Prozac, or at least in part. I also think I am simply acclimating to a non negotiable circumstance.

Interestingly, this particular situation has proved a trigger for earlier traumas. I am assured by a therapist friend that this is not unusual. Discomfiting, perhaps, but also instructional.

Clearly I have benefitted greatly from distraction. Now that it is me, myself and I–there is really nowhere to turn but inward. And it would seem I have some unfinished business.

In every crisis there is opportunity. I have some major detoxing to do, which is how I am choosing to look at this particular challenge.

Mental housecleaning, and with all this time on my hands, I am getting to those corners which have been easy to overlook. There is the potential for a squeaky clean start to whatever comes next.

The trick is believing. In the future itself as well as the strength to get there.

xo