Reminiscing On Previous Madness: A Sixth Outburst Of Disorder In A Mad Year

Hello there inmates!

I hope you’re all having a wonderful week and that you’re holiday season has been joyous so far, despite the world conspiring against us all. Viruses and political upheaval aside, it’s actually been really heartening to see people coming together and helping each other even under the current circumstances (which have take a nosedive in the UK). I’ve seen so many still giving to charity, whether it be money or toys for poor children. It does give me some uncharacteristic hope for the world.

So, down to business my friends. Today is not going to be a writing music post, but instead it shall be a brief look back at the previous year and my “highlights”. So, to begin with, the beginning of this year was an odd time for me. I was still recovering quite extensively from certain negative events of the last couple years. I was getting myself treated, but it would take monthes for me to begin to resemble myself again.

I had neglected the blog for a long time as well. I had a place to stay and friends around and that helped but it has been a long road. Starting from early in the year I forced myself to get writing again, and I am proud to say I have posted every single day since. It may seem minor to some, but it’s been my own ongoing therapy. There have been some setbacks over the year, but the one constant has been my writing.

I don’t know if it has shown, but the writing, the blog, the silly artwork and the responses from you folks has meant so much to me. It has been a galvanising element in my heart that has kept me (mostly) on course. I can also owe a lot of thanks to both my brother and my best friend-turned-partner Tash. I love you guys! I have a long way to go still and I have no intention of stopping any time soon. It’s been a mad year but my own brand of madness has been a shield and hopefully succor to others.

So, to hammer this point home slightly, I thought I’d highlight a few poems from the year that have been the closest to home so to speak. The ones that have spoken what my voice was unable to. The poems that have offered a look into my actual life if one were to read through the lines.

Here goes…

I’m Not Him – It wasn’t all fun and games, I was a broken clown at the beginning of the year.
Insomnia– A common symptom of depression. I was no different.
The Enclave – A poem about a place I once called a haven.
Drinking Problem – Well, this one kind of goes without saying.
Strike Out – All good things come to end.
The Road Onwards – Finally some positivity!
A Rose For You – All for Tash.
Harlequin Aspect – By November I began to return to my true self.

I think that will give enough food for thought. I am pretty proud of these pieces of work as well. I hope that you will give them a look if you haven’t already had them come up on your feed. It’d mean a lot.

So, I think I have waxed poetic enough for one post. I’d hate to bore you guys. I just thought with the year slowly waning that it deserved a proper look back. It’s been a hell of a rough year for us all. Let’s approach 2021 with our heads screwed on tight and ready for what may come. We made it through 2020, we can do anything, all of us.

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Until next time, have a very crazy day dear inmates!