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Kenna · 07-15-2012, 09:21 PM

I confess that I need to take my own advice some times (most times)...

A couple/three years ago, I was talking to a friend who was depressed and struggling with a serious loss in their life.
I had not yet met this friend in person, but I felt their pain. And I know what it's like to feel like you want to give up after a loss.

When they told me they hurt so bad, and that looking back at memories only hurt them more...
and they were afraid of the future because they didn't want to get hurt like that again...

I told them the story of The Bridge... and the meaning a bridge holds for your past and future.
Their voice was so riddled with pain and a crushed heart feeling that they confessed at previously feeling like suicide, but swore they had pulled themselves out of it. I responded with "Hon, picture your life like a bridge.... right now you are standing alone on the middle of that bridge looking over the edge about to jump, or looking back at where you came from...but afraid to step closer to the far side....the side that holds the unknown for you." (quietly and in a soft voice...) "step away from the side, stand there and take a deep breath. Now, if you look back, or walk back, you know that side holds nothing but more pain. But hon, do you know what the other side holds for you? .... Hope.... it holds hope. You just need to have courage and strength to keep walking." after hearing them sigh with pain, "I promise you the other side of that bridge is beautiful and holds hope, if you just step away from the side."...

Now, reflecting on things... I don't think my words meant a thing to them. And they obviously never left the middle of that bridge... I am very sad for them.

But I confess, I should take my own advice.
I know what is waiting for me on the far side of my Bridge...
It's just taking me baby steps to get there...

Are you standing in the middle of a bridge, looking over the side, watching the water rush by....
knowing if you return to where you walked from, there is pain...
but afraid to See the other side or move from the middle?

I promise you, the other side holds Hope...
Which way will you turn?

07-15-2012, 09:21 PM	#2644
Kenna Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Fiery, Sassy, Tough As Nails, Femme Tomboy Preferred Pronoun?: She Relationship Status: I am your favorite hello and hardest goodbye. Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: NC & CO Posts: 4,806 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,624 Thanked 12,196 Times in 3,779 Posts Rep Power: 21474856	I confess that I need to take my own advice some times (most times)... A couple/three years ago, I was talking to a friend who was depressed and struggling with a serious loss in their life. I had not yet met this friend in person, but I felt their pain. And I know what it's like to feel like you want to give up after a loss. When they told me they hurt so bad, and that looking back at memories only hurt them more... and they were afraid of the future because they didn't want to get hurt like that again... I told them the story of The Bridge... and the meaning a bridge holds for your past and future. Their voice was so riddled with pain and a crushed heart feeling that they confessed at previously feeling like suicide, but swore they had pulled themselves out of it. I responded with "Hon, picture your life like a bridge.... right now you are standing alone on the middle of that bridge looking over the edge about to jump, or looking back at where you came from...but afraid to step closer to the far side....the side that holds the unknown for you." (quietly and in a soft voice...) "step away from the side, stand there and take a deep breath. Now, if you look back, or walk back, you know that side holds nothing but more pain. But hon, do you know what the other side holds for you? .... Hope.... it holds hope. You just need to have courage and strength to keep walking." after hearing them sigh with pain, "I promise you the other side of that bridge is beautiful and holds hope, if you just step away from the side."... Now, reflecting on things... I don't think my words meant a thing to them. And they obviously never left the middle of that bridge... I am very sad for them. But I confess, I should take my own advice. I know what is waiting for me on the far side of my Bridge... It's just taking me baby steps to get there... Are you standing in the middle of a bridge, looking over the side, watching the water rush by.... knowing if you return to where you walked from, there is pain... but afraid to See the other side or move from the middle? I promise you, the other side holds Hope... Which way will you turn?