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Strip away the facts and advice that we\u2019ve covered over the last few months. Here are my deepest thoughts on my character quest for a positive attitude.<\/p>\n
UNBIDDEN<\/span> Unbidden Unwelcome Unwanted \u201cJust wait a minute,\u201d I protest. \u201cJust try to make us,\u201d they taunt. Unnerved Unexpected Undeserved Unconditional When the destructive thoughts return Strip away the facts and advice that we\u2019ve covered over the last few months. Here are my deepest thoughts on my character quest for a positive attitude. UNBIDDEN \u00a9Tami Brumbaugh Unbidden Dreary thoughts creep through open windows Innocent-looking pests Needing … Continue reading
\n\u00a9Tami Brumbaugh<\/p>\n
\nDreary thoughts creep through open windows
\nInnocent-looking pests
\nNeeding a place to rest
\nI\u2019m a reluctant host
\nBut offer them a room.
\n\u201cJust for the night,\u201d I state.
\nThey unpack their bags overflowing with discontent, comparisons, and injustice
\nBurrowing<\/p>\n
\nDepressing thoughts awaken and slither from their beds
\nDisguised pests
\nNow wanting food to eat
\nI\u2019m a hesitant host
\nBut seat them at my table
\n\u201cJust one meal,\u201d I say.
\nThey nibble at my tranquility, and sneak second helpings of my joy
\nDevouring<\/p>\n
\nDismal thoughts stalk from the table
\nConcerning pests
\nDemanding entertainment
\nI\u2019m an accommodating host
\nAnd share my deepest desires
\n\u201cJust don\u2019t get too comfortable,\u201d I beg.
\nThey kick off their shoes, splattering mud on my hopes and dreams
\nWrecking<\/p>\n
\n\u201cYou don\u2019t own this place. It\u2019s time for you to leave.\u201d
\nTheir fa\u00e7ade drops to the floor like empty promises
\nThey snarl and sprout tentacles that latch onto my soul
\nSiphoning<\/p>\n
\nThey hang my disappointments under bright lights and read them to me one by one
\nI turn away in agony, but they pursue
\nShoving my failures into my face with such force I fall backwards
\nBanging my head against the wall
\nBleeding<\/p>\n
\nI retreat to my room
\nLocking the door and turning off the light
\nI curl into a ball on the floor
\nWallowing in misery
\nLetting the happiness drain from my wound unchecked
\nDepression seeps under the door
\nSaturating my socks and creeping up to my heart
\nI watch in horrified fascination
\nMy arms hanging limp at my sides
\nUseless appendages failing to come to my aid
\nDrowning<\/p>\n
\nEncouraging refrains of a song tap at the window
\nSubtle words
\nEager to soothe
\nI\u2019m a wounded host
\nUnable to offer them a room
\n\u201cJust let me fade,\u201d I cry.
\nThey mop up the depression and bandage my wounds with peace
\nHealing<\/p>\n
\nUplifting refrains turn on the lights and point out my blessings
\nReflective words
\nReminding me of the good
\nI\u2019m a cautious host
\nAnd uncoil from my ball.
\n\u201cJust help me up,\u201d I plead.
\nThey grasp my hands and pull me to my feet, offering a shoulder to lean on.
\nStrengthening<\/p>\n
\nInspiring refrains steer my eyes off myself so I can see others
\nOptimistic words
\nReminding me of my purpose
\nI\u2019m an invigorated host.
\nAnd throw open the room\u2019s door
\n\u201cJust watch me now,\u201d I exclaim.
\nI chase the destructive thoughts out of my mind, spraying air freshener to remove their stench.
\nGrowing<\/p>\n
\nPounding at the door with calloused fists
\nI will point to my \u2018No Soliciting\u2019 sign
\nThe sullen pests may yell and threaten
\nBut they are banished
\nUndone
\nDrowned out by illuminating refrains
\nAffirmative words from songs, scripture, supporters
\nFeeding my soul
\nBidden
\nWelcome
\nWanted<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"