I’m on a boat!
No, really. I’m on a cruise. So! This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is my secondary coping mechanism: my friends.
Over the last decade, there have been some very tumultuous times for me. Homelessness and moving, third floor walk-ups and a futon in a beloved friends’ garage. Moving to Texas and Skyping movies with DW or chatting with friends like J and Bill6 while halfway across the country. Moving back in my Camry, with a complaining cat riding shotgun. My best friend becoming my wife, my father’s sudden passing, the new apartment.
So much has changed.
My friends have been true-blue buddies. So many have stood with me since my diagnosis last fall. Can it have only been last fall? I still have the dregs of anger, swirling like tea leaves at the bottom of a china cup, when I think about the diagnosis of being bi-polar. But that is something I will deal with later.
Right now, I speak of the friends that have helped me when I needed it, when I could barely ask for it. Without them, I absolutely would not still be here.
So. To them, I say thank you.
What’s one of your go-to coping mechanisms? These have been my top five: myself, reading, writing, baking, and my friends.
Take your meds, folks!
Postmark Wonder-Land 