Down the Rabbit Hole

I feel like day two is NOT the day to show you all of me. The ugliness, the doubt, the mess that lives inside my head. So while I go down the rabbit hole, weighed down by what I should say or do, I will do what I do best. Help.

My happiness is directly affected by whether or not I am able to help someone. It’s a smile spread, a shoulder dropped, a jaw unclenched. As I lose my footing on the ledge of my own mind, I can find solid ground knowing that someone else is happy.

So down I go. But to you, dear reader, I say:

You are here. Alive. Breathing.

You are important.

You have people who love you.

Your feelings, whatever they may be, are valid. Feel them. Live them. Let them go.

Wine exists.

Dogs exist.

I exist. I’ll climb out of the rabbit hole for you.


10 thoughts on “Down the Rabbit Hole

  1. Words of wisdom and kindness. I hope you read this post again later today so you can experience those last lines you shared as a reader (and not just as the person who wrote them). Happy day 2!


  2. It is always a challenge to figure out how transparent to be. Sometimes I write something and then delete it or transfer it to a Google Doc for me only. Use your intuition.
    Glad you are slicing. I am following you now!


  3. I can relate so much to this. I’ve come to realize I’m an encourager by nature and what makes me happiest is when I am helping other people to be happy or to be better. And we help ourselves when we can find some happiness. I loved your phrase “As I lose my footing on my own ledge of mind”- powerful imagery. But here’s to getting your footing back and knowing that you have a community here who is rooting for you, who is glad you showed up today.


  4. Oh, I am so glad I popped over to this post this morning! Thank you for those words and I love the rabbit hole reference. It seems so fitting. So let me be the first to say to you here: You matter. You are important. We see you. Go forth and know you brightened my day.


  5. We need more people like you! I would never call myself a helper, but I have a number of friends and family who ARE helpers and they are invaluable to me. Thank goodness that: wine exists and dogs exist! Those are pure gifts!


  6. You’re here! You are a writer! So happy you’re doing this challenge. Is your sister writing also? I saw a poem about a dog named Seamus by someone named Sayer.


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