With Hope we Cope
I gazed out my window. And the rain wept down, tears filled my eyes, as the rain wept down. Yet through those windswept droplets, through my own distorted view, I heard a gentle voice, the voice of my inner child. "See beyond the window. See beyond the rain." And thus, no longer street lamps on a desolate road. The glowing lamps became twinkling stars in a cosmic fireworks display.
There is many a day I wake up and I feel I cannot breathe. Waves and shivers of panic immerse my very being. It's a constant battle with the inner critic and the inner child. I'm struggling. Oh, how I'm struggling. I have done my utmost to maintain a positive environment. An environment that has been attacked by indifferent people who caused such stressful problems. And with the remaining remnants of my dignity, they leave me to pick up the pieces of many a shattered dream.
Yet, I know I must, with every fibre of my positive self, stay strong, stay resilient, stay determined. If you are feeling helpless and hopeless. Alone and isolated. Please know that I am here for you. I have seen beyond the window, beyond the rain. I know that what appears to be a negative, can be reborn and nurtured into a heartfelt positive. It's what our inner child would want. Together, with hope, we cope.