Tell me your woes and I’ll tell you mine,
Be sure to make coffee, for this will take time,
I am here for you and you for me,
When we are done, we are sure to be free,
Complain about all, your doubts, fears, and pain,
If need be, repeat your complaints again.
I think when you’re done, and I begin mine,
You might realise that actually, you are quite fine.
Remember this, dear complainer, that I lent you an ear,
When you return home, leave your complaints here.
Your family will appreciate, the time that I took,
To write your complaints in a very big book.
Now next time you feel the need to complain,
Pick up that complaint book and read it again.
I think when you’re done reading, my dear complainer,
You may realize, complaining makes you sound insane.
- Anita Brown
I just wanted to share with you this poem which I found on Tumblr. I love this poem as I think it sums up how many of us go through life, there is so much to complain about and yet on the other side of the coin there is a lot more to enjoy. We all carry around our woes with us, but sometimes it is important to lock them away. I can appreciate how beneficial it is to have a sounding board, someone who will listen to your problems and just be a comforting ear for you so you can work out what is bothering you for yourself. This is why I am such a fan of Person-Centred Therapy, it may seem like the therapist is doing nothing to help you but sometimes just someone being there for you can be enough. On that note, if you ever need help or just someone to talk to, I am always here and I will do my best to listen and help in whatever way you require. Lots of love. Take care.