The benefits of being tethered

Lately my mood has been low so I’ve struggled to use some daily prompts in positive (or at least neutral) ways. I try very hard not to allow my thoughts to always turn to the negative. When I saw today’s prompt “tethered” you can imagine my first thoughts were of people or animals tied to something, restricting their freedom to explore, or the like. Yesterday I wrote a post Pluck me from this horrid place where I described being chained up and locked in a room. Luckily I ended the post with thoughts of freedom, though.

So I do recognize that being tethered to something is not always a bad thing, especially if it’s temporary and ultimately for some good. Continue reading

My kluk (“guy” in Czech) and my nook

via Photo Challenge: Security

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I realize this is a photo challenge, but I could not resist responding to the word “security”, without a story attached.

When I was a young holka (Czech for “girl”) through perhaps 32 years old, I had very few fears. It didn’t phase me at six years old to walk two miles to school by myself. At 17, I didn’t mind walking four miles home. When I reached 21, I flew to Taiwan by myself and found a source of living. I went there again by myself at 23, then traveled throughout Asia. I wasn’t intimidated as a young woman. My parents weren’t scared, as many parents would be nowadays. That fact gave me confidence, as did my general fearlessness.

The first time I really started to experience major fear was when the worst of my mental illness struck. Continue reading