If it wasn’t for you I would not have taken
the time and effort to sift through my
thoughts and beliefs, examining them well
and intentionally putting aside the ones
not measuring up to the light of truth,
and I would not have lived years of my life
both healing and free. I could have
endlessly lived one step ahead of myself,
worried, instead of present in the now,
and I would not have practiced the balance
that brings me intentionality and creativity
and peace
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And while everyone’s stories are entirely
their own, I would not be able to understand
what it is like to live with you and what it takes
to manage and get rid of you, and be able
to walk beside others now doing the same
So, surprisingly while you have been
most unwelcome and utterly cruel,
I thank you for the ways that you have
made my life both fuller and free, and how,
in the end, you have enriched and produced
depth and have opened the door to lasting
joy
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—An open letter to anxiety and depression. I am surprised to find, with perspective, that you may actually be one of my longest and truest friends.
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©Heather Pound 2022

