If you’ve followed any of my writing for any amount of time you know one of my favorite metaphors is that my mental health is like Sisyphus’ battle with the boulder and the mountain. I feel like I’m Sisyphus. I’m forever pushing a boulder up a mountain trying to get to the top only to get there and having the boulder roll backwards over me.
This is why right now I’m a little terrified. Right now things are going great. I have a good job, for a good boss. I have good medical care. I have not crap recovery and I’m part of a recovery community that has decades and centuries of time and who care about my time and my recovery.
But I’m still waiting for the next blow to knock me back. I feel confident saying it’s only a moment away. And I don’t know what my reaction will be this time.
my inner journeys 
Listen to the story Leo told about the man in the hole on West Wing
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I’ve brought that up in meetings more than once. lol
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