Notes on bonnet-wearing.
I had a bit of an epiphany today. You know those moments when the penny drops? When things begin to make, if not complete sense, then at least a bit more sense than they did before. Over the past few weeks my depression has been causing me quite a lot of difficulty. My struggle with it has been well documented on this blog. In conversation this afternoon, I was talking with a friend about a decision I was struggling to make. I joked about the inner voices that were telling me different options. As I told her what the strictest version of myself was telling me to do, I suddenly had this picture in my mind of me In full Salvation Army uniform Button-up collar And.... wait for it.... Bonnet! I know! In other words, it was a flash-back to the version of myself that existed 20 years ago. There is photographic evidence available on request... It was the me with a huge sense of 'duty'. The me that said yes to everything that was asked of me. The me that...