Here Comes the Sun

When you’re in the dark, you’re too weak to see the beauty of the day. The light seems too far away and it’s warmth too hard to reach. It can make you feel like giving up.

But eventually, when I have chased the storm away, I can step out and see the sun again, which burns brighter than it ever did before.

It’s hard to do it alone, but even harder to admit that you need help. Sometimes it’s the only way and I couldn’t do it without the support of my family, friends and colleagues. Their kind words guided me through the tunnel and back into the light where they were waiting for me to return as my former self and not the shadow I left in.

I can’t express my gratitude enough those who have given me their shoulder to cry on, not just this time around but all the times before. Even the smallest acts of kindness can fill someone’s heart and bring them back to life. I hope that, if and when the time comes, I can do the same for all of them and that they are not afraid to call on me to return the favour, no matter how great or small.

Now that I have calmed the storm and tamed him, it is my black burdened companion. Instead of growling away inside of me, he walks beside me and I no long fear him.

I take comfort in knowing that when he barks again, I have the strength within me, the reinforcements around me and the knowledge from all the times before to know how to tell him to shut the fuck up and sit down because I’m not prepared to go through that shit again anytime soon.

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