Reflecting on coping in difficult times.
Suffering from anxiety/depression is hard when everything else in your life is Okay but when you are faced with something catastrophic, all you can do is keep going. ‘It’s seven o’clock and I’m sitting in front of the sealed window again. I can’t work out whether I’m inside or out. I’m looking into the room but somehow feel that I’m the one in isolation. I’m the one on view. Sunday evening and it’s time to leave. I wave to my grandson. He’s sitting on his dad’s knee, both motionless, both lethargic. My wife and daughter come through the forbidden door for a final hug and words of thanks. “I’ll be back next Friday and I’ll ring each day to see how he’s doing.” We all cling to each other, leaving many things unsaid. The astronaut climbs through the airlock, unable to open the second hatch until the first one is sealed. Alone now in his spacesuit, his private thoughts entomb him. Alone now only his own crisp breathing accompanies him. He walks slowly down the sloping...