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World Is My Stage

black & white studio portrait of female magician

The world is my stage and life is my trick
A magician’s hat and a magic wand stick
The wave of my hand, blink of thee eyes
Then I appear in this perfect of disguise

Cannot see my true face or how I appear
Don’t want you to know what it is I fear
My life is a farce, nothing is as it seems
Nothing is perfect or existing in dreams

But curtain’s pulled back, I am exposed
Nightmare unleashed, everyone knows
Smoke, mirrors and sleight of hands too
But nothing covers what I am from you

I stand on the stage, acting out my feat
My audience observes, sees this deceit
Heckles and boos, tells me I’m a fraud
Reaffirming to me that I am so flawed

Cannot hide who I am or how I suffer
Depression is hard, know I’m tougher
Won’t play a part, I put down my cape
No chains keep me, I know I’ll escape

I call for volunteers, come to the stage
The first is patience to counteract rage
And second is humor, helps me to cope
Finally, love when I need to find hope©

by Mac

May is Mental Illness Month.
If you or someone you know battles mental illness,
there are many great resources here.  

Other articles:
Mental Illness May#1
Speaking The Language
Helping My Children
Life With Anxiety

Dear Agony
Breaking Free
After The Storm


Filed under Depression, inspiration, poetry

Breaking Free

These chains, oh these chains, holding onto me

I must break free!

Held down by many weights, water in my lungs

I’m drowning

Please release me

Let me be!


These chains, oh these chains, holding onto me

But stronger I can be!

Clean air in my lungs, warm sun on my face

I’m alive again

Yes, I am finally free

Depression let go of me…

At least for today!©

by Mac




Filed under Depression, poetry

An Ode To Depression


I let you in, under my skin

Keeping you all for all time, but became a mime

Inviting you to go, you said no

Then want you to stay, hope I can live this way

A bird in a cage, filled with rage

Damn depression you suck, with you I’m stuck

Confusing my reality, set me free

The cycle is just insane, but yet you’re my bane

I push you away, beg you to stay

I must except this reality, you’ll never let me be

Afraid what I’ll find, in my mind

The fog keeps me in denial, it makes me so vile

Continuing I cope, filled with hope

That one day I’ll be free, no longer a you and me©

by Mac







Filed under Depression, poetry

Immune Monday

I must say that it has been a very long week. In fact, hard to believe that it is only Monday! With all the hurricane preparing and then the actual hurricane, well it has just been a very drawn out seven days. On top of all the hurricane hype that has been going on, we have been battling a bug. I on the front line trying to keep it at bay, or perhaps just hiding from it!


Of course, the day that we begin our “lock down” is the day that Daughter comes down with a terrible sore throat- followed up the next day by Hubby. Continued by coughing, fever and runny noses.  I believe the two had contracted the bug at the same time- when they ventured for a Dad and Daughter outing earlier in the week. Son and I have yet to fall prey.

I am quite germophobic. I’m sure many are not surprised reading this, specially if you know how I suffer with a couple mental health issues already. It’s okay, I can laugh at myself now. When the kids were toddlers it was painful, specially as my son had the keen ability to put nearly every foreign object in his mouth. Oh, but those are stories for another time.

So, we were on lock down, I with no Vitamin C in the house, UGH! I was drinking lemon water (like my life depended on it) until I could finally get out to the store yesterday to get something for my immune system. Son and I have begun our immune system boosting with these quite interesting gummy chews. They have 1000 mg of Vitamin C and Calcium to help absorb. I even lucked out, they were buy one, get one free. Now, just to wait and see if Son and I fall victim, as the germs have now had three days to catch up to us, this the cycle they most often follow.

Yesterday was gorgeous, so I aired out the house, opening all windows. In fact, you wouldn’t know a hurricane had come through the day before if it were not for the view of all the downed fencing. I have also been running my DoTerra essential oils “On Guard” in the diffuser. Hubby and daughter are seemingly on the road to recovery. Both are quite red around the nose and talk with a bit of a comical nasally voice. But, both have passed the stage of misery and are up and about today.

After a few nights of Hubby and I sleeping in separate spots, I am hopeful we soon will be back to normal. However, this morning I am feeling the beginnings of a sore throat…I may have fallen victim to this bug yet!


View from out back window of fencing damage.



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