To speak up, inform, come alongside, and help.

In that darkness, I was trapped and thought only one escape was presented. I was giving things away, throwing things away, some now I wish had not slipped by my grasp in restrospect. We who have been in the darkness have SUCH profound need to be shown the light. Those around, if they tip to the awareness are at once shocked/fearful/wanting to help lest things go too far.

I am grateful to have opportunity to admit having been there, the means to recognition, the opportunity to reach out and perhaps save another grief.... the reward manifests in the heart.

Thank you Alffe.

Close with a poem inspired from darkness

Out of Darkness, Hope
M56

In the deep of my heart
a place filled with pain
a place, oh, so lonely,
may I reach out again?
To languish alone there
the light very dim
it seemed all steps forward
were aching and grim.
So easy the choice
could have been to remain
awash in self pity
alone still again.
Yet God in His great love
remained by my side.
He captured the sense
of this innermost plight.
The touch of His hand
burning clear to my soul;
redemption, salvation
shone light in this hole.
His fingers He wrapped
firmly ‘round pain filled heart
and cradled me near Him,
His sacrifice hard,
yet given His love,
price He paid there for me,
through darkness He reached
and with Hope set me free.