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Snakes, Ladders and Garbage Trucks

By HWS 17th January 2024

Once again, the unwelcome guest has jumped into the passenger seat of the car.

So it’s analyse – paralyse. Just ignore him, treat him like that old drunken fool who shouts at you in the street.  Just think about something else… but this garbage keeps coming and the walls go higher.

The unwanted guest has taken control, leaving your mind spinning. The unwanted guest is now in the driving seat and he’s driving a100-mph garbage truck. He is sifting through your memory, selecting insignificant and irrelevant files from as far back as twenty years ago, all in an attempt to make you feel unhappy and inferior. The number of problematic files seems to be increasing rapidly, and the voice of doubt in your head grows louder, constantly throwing new piles of garbage at you, alternatively known as the inner critic.

Then it’s okay again, “what if” has been replaced by “so what” and we are climbing up the ladder with a more positive and neutral mindset towards the future. However, we need to take care of ourselves and maintain good health to avoid any setbacks. Confident it will be fine.

Then its on again, relationships, friendships, family and the garbage is all over the news, and it’s already affecting our daily lives. Our jobs are at risk, and people are striking for better living conditions while the government continues to push up inflation. Half of the adult population on medication, and fuel prices keep rising. Energy companies are competing for a better deal for us, not for themselves of course. Even though gas and electricity come out of the same pipe, it doesn’t seem to matter. Guilt, fear, and doubt are like a hamster on a wheel, the cycle repeats, it feels like we’re falling down the snake.

The unwanted guest is sitting at the bottom in his garbage truck, and we fall into the passenger seat and we’re off. Reaching 100 mph … we then feel like a piece of dog toffee, unloved, useless, and it’s all going to go pear-shaped. Then we try to think of something positive, but the garbage truck wall comes higher again, and it throws more bin bags at you, including the belief you are weak, then incomes the paranoia. You feel like you have “weirdo” in flashing lights written on your forehead.  The truck and the Socks up Psychiatrists will add to that garbage!

The garbage truck is a liar.

If the truck is gathering speed, feel free to come and visit: Keep the Heid every Sunday from 2-4pm at the Hub, 80 Calder Street, Blantyre. Glasgow G72 0AX

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