I used this post on one of my Discord channels as inspiration for a poem. Credit to Thing1 on the HardLensMedia #general channel.
I find it’s often the case that logic and emotion don’t really like to line up with what makes the most sense. It sounds like there’s a lot you’ve been through, so don’t beat yourself for feeling like you’re not processing it the way you feel you should. Recovery is like cleaning a house after a flood. It’s ugly and painful and messy and even once you’re done fixing flood damage there’s always maintenance on the house. Don’t try to condition yourself, just process those emotions as you’re able to. Conditioning is what you think other people want your recovery to be. Processing is actual recovery. I had to learn that one the hard way through many years of therapy, but then I’m stubborn. I don’t know what happened with your daughter, and that’s not really my business, but if gardening was something you did together and you haven’t been able to until now, then I am wildly proud of you for doing so. It looks like you’ve got one hell of a great start! I’d love to be able to cook with fresh herbs like those. Color me very jealous.
Here is my version, cadged and recooked from the original.