Cycle of Downturns - a Poem
I'm noticing for you because I can feel it. which is kind of the point, You can't. This is where I retreat. I am not here to do your work. What is the loving response? Only you know what's there to transform. This is cycle number three. No change has disrupted the relapse. You are not present. You have receded into hiding. Here I am telling you what you need to do. It feels icky and uneven. Perspectives can be so far apart. I know I can't remain. <3 EE