In the abyss

Dark thoughts swirling by

Nausea and life intersect

Sharp fears, sharper aches, dull hopes

Life? Mind? Please? Why?

Ah yes, the beginning of autumn, my fall

Logic whispers I’ll be fine with an increase in doses

Emotions scream: help me, I’m drowning, I’m dying, I’m done

Hang on Samina, remember the countless years, every year, this happens.

You will get through this. The emotions will quiet down and you will have your life back

In the meantime, Lithium, exercise, psychiatrist, therapist, cooking, reading, scrabble

Hang on. Use your strong arms and legs to wade through the muck

Hang on!