I think I might have saved someone's life at work this week.
He wanted to take his own life. We talked for along time about the stress of change, about feeling in greater control when when you learn to let go of things beyond your power, making plans for anniversaries, constructive coping mechanisms, giving himself permission to be happy.
I have been missing my arms around Ruby, her hair on my face and her shoulders in my arm pits. It has been a very tough day.
Felt very sick with anxiety, a new emotion, on the way to a cafe to meet friends. It was beyond reason but then calmed with good conversation.
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