Punctuation is key
This little guy “.” when used on his own, means full stop,
the end, period. Yes there might be
another sentence to follow that one, but the previous sentence has been
finished.
What if he has some friends? What happens then? Put a curvy
squiggle over the top of him and you are asking a question and inviting others
to have input on that sentence. You are opening up a dialogue. Whether you take on board the input that others
have is completely within your control.
If you don’t like their answers, then maybe find different friends…
Maybe find your own tribe and people that you can resonate
with. When you put one “.” with 2 more,
it now becomes, “to be continued”. Stay
tuned, there’s more to come, all those exciting things!
Put a straight line above him and he is now very expressive
and exclaiming how he feels. How
liberating that can be!
If we put another “.” on top of him like this:
- · Now we have options
- · Now we even have a bigger “.” at the beginning of each of those options
- · Now we can get everything out
- · There are always options
The most powerful one though, is when “.” moves up and out
of the way to make room for this guy “,” to become; to connect joining sentences;
to make sense of everything that has already happened; to know that the story
is still going and will continue…
I love that the semicolon is a symbol of mental health, and
more specifically, survivors of suicide, or to remember those we have lost to
suicide. Their life is not finished, there
was just a pause in an ongoing and interesting life story.
I happened to be laying in bed thinking about this little
semicolon, as I have recently made some items in support of mental health that
I will be sending to my home town and one of them features the semicolon (pictured
below). It just got me thinking about
all of the other punctuation marks and how we can use them to know that things
aren’t final, that there is help and we just need to find what will work for us
individually.
It is that time of the year when I notice my mental health declining and so I need to start taking better care of me. It starts getting colder, the sun doesn’t shine as much, I find myself up and awake a 3.30am writing a blog.
I took down my blog from being publicly visible for a little
while because I had a triggering event and went straight into, “oh god, what if
they read my blog, I don’t want them reading that”. But you know what? This is an honest insight
into my own mental health and how it affects me, so I am putting it back
up. I was going to go through and take a
few blogs out that were just nonsense, but I have decided to leave them in
there, because again, it was my state of mind at the time.
I have had my boy home with the flu for 2 weeks, so have been working from home and getting cabin fever. I have been wanting to walk but just not able to get out there and so, of course, I feel guilty about that too. I have to remember when things are outside of my control that there truly is not a lot I can do about it. Although I was extremely worried that my boy wasn't getting any better, I think I worry more about what other people will think for keeping him home that long than anything else. The teachers, my colleagues, his Dad etc. I've said it before and I'll say it again, parenting is bloody hard sometimes.
Anyway, now that I have all of that out of my busy mind an into this blog, I will say good night.
HUGS xxx
PS Punctuation is key, but please don't pick on my use in this blog 😜
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