The weather

I went out for a fag, and noticed that the dense fog had melted away and been replaced by brightness and warmth. It seems a good metaphor for what is happening inside me. Gradually I'm persevering at chipping away at the self-imposed armour. I'm finally able to be myself. Of course I was never anyone else. What I mean is that I can now be all of me, rather than a shell of who I am. Last week's diagnosis has done me a power of good. All the energy that had been manifested as depression, wonder, doubt and psychological self-harm is now working for me rather than despite me.