The Help

There are things in this world we ignore because it is better, it feels better to rather deny the existence of such things. Sometimes the easiest would be to say, "It is not my concern." What is our concern then? We drive to work and see cars upon cars stuck in traffic, not to mention the amount of pedestrians and public transport users. What about all those people around you, how many of them concerns you? The answer is easy, not many because if we have to worry about everyone how would we be?

A day that does concern me is the day we visit the drugstore. This is the day that we go and fetch all my medication. I am not afraid to say that I have bipolar disorder and need medicine each day.

 If you are rolling your eyes right now I can understand why because funny enough the first words that always comes up is Crazy in the head.Well here is the thing, I have come to terms with it and it is under complete control due to the help I receive not only physically but also emotionally. I did not mention this to ask  for sympathy or loads of comments on how difficult it must be, I mentioned it cause my visit during month end shocks me. There they are, all the people from the cars, the pedestrians and the public transport users, all waiting for their monthly fix. And it shocks me cause almost every one of them has it these days, the antidepressant, something few knows about because it concerns only you. 

What has the world become? A place where we fight for survival by just keeping it cool, helping to take the edge off? This is happening because of how everything changes so rapidly that most of the time we can't keep up. Companies restructure, implementation of change, work load, customers, our relationships and even those that are looking for work. What happens to them in this economy? They don't have all the luxuries of being treated and having medicine adjusted when it is needed. Most of the time some does not even have access to medicine at all, they get what they can to help.

Yes that is when it concerns me, the moment you realize we all have a need, some have a want and for some it is non negotiable. We are all waiting for more and more passengers to get on the boat, to joins us as we prepare to sail facing weather that is unlikely to ever change.

 In the end it is private and yes it is none of our concern but at least on one day for two minutes stop and think about it, you are not the only one, there are others out there, others that walks life in the light and those who walks it in the dark. 

Thanks Chicken

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Is this it? Could this be? I hear many people refer to the Holy Cow on a daily basis and it got me thinking, is the holy cow something that I have been missing over the years? Does these words have some higher meaning, some greater purpose. brings good luck and fortune to all who uses it's name?

The reason why I am thinking this way is because I use the words Holy Chicken and I am not a 100% sure but if these words have a higher meaning, a greater purpose attached to them I wonder who would win, the chicken or the cow?

What about people who uses other great words like holy frog, or holy mouse, even holy macaroni.  Macaroni? Surely that must be better than a cow, a chicken and a frog?? What does holy macaroni look like, has anyone actually seen a light shining from the sky, bells ringing and from the shadows comes the holy macaroni. 

I am troubled after all this thinking.

Today I felt like taking a phrase and really look at it from a silly and weird perspective but If I can share a secret with you, there is no such thing as a holy cow or all the rest in my life.

 Now act very surprised when I say, my holy chicken wakes me every morning with the screams of our cat ringing in my ears, for it wants FOOD and then the damn chicken starts laughing as I sit up in bed knowing that it is time to get up.

Thanks Chicken, my freaking holy chicken!