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A while ago I wrote on my Facebook status,

“My counsellor tells me I need to be more conversant with my feelings. OK…I feel like a beer”

What a bloody fool I can be.

What a wasted opportunity to be a friend to myself, so quickly traded in for a cheap laugh.

Courage failed me that day in the face of a challenge to look myself in the eye.

I retreated to a virtual world and sought solace in the approval of faceless friends and never went back to

the woman who so skillfully listened to me and detected the irregular beat of my soul.

Dig deep now, find courage, this is your story.

Don’t shrink back to the shadows when the light falls on you.

Be a friend to yourself as you have been a friend to others.

Take a look in the mirror, a rueful smile, that will be a start.

Mark Ash

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