In a previous post, “That’s all folks”, it was my genuine intent to bring my blog, Too Many Anchors, to a close. Or, so I thought. Was it haste, was I just in a bad mood, or tired for no apparent reason? It was likely all of those. I have mentioned on many occasions that October is a very difficult month for me. In my post, “Changes and Triggers” (Nov. 5, 2025), I discussed how simple things about this time of year make thinking clearly difficult.

Shortly after I posted “That’s All Folks”, I read something that hit home. It changed my mindset as soon as I read it. The phrase I read said, “When you are thinking about quitting, think about why you started”. Hmmm if only I had read that before. Whenever I am feeling down or low, I can get lost, in my own way of moving forward. It isn’t on purpose, rather it is a gut reaction to negative thoughts taking over. And we know what it’s like when we feel down and a negative thought takes hold…. It becomes a savage beast.

A short while after, I reached out to a few people whose opinion I respect a great deal. Their perspectives were very honest. “Take a break and see how you feel after”, “It’s ok not to be ok”, were just a few.  They all shared the same sentiment – do what you need to do FOR YOU. So, here we are, me ploughing through trying to convey thoughts and emotions that I hope connect with you.

Whenever I feel like I’m hitting a wall, or that I’m looking in the rearview mirror too long, I become my own worst enemy. That has been a pattern since 2017, perhaps longer. I will act in haste, then do the soul searching after.  Probably not the best idea. The only difference now is that, having done the work, having addressed ways to better manage myself, I am able to find clarity and direction more quickly and in line with what I really want.

I started Too Many Anchors to connect with others, to voice things that I had held inside for far too long. In doing so, I hoped it would resonate with others; and it has. For longer than I could recall, I felt there was no one who understood depression and anxiety, no one who had been wrongly isolated and targeted, no one who was suffering PTSD as a result of childhood sexual abuse or some other traumatic event. I was wrong.  I have been affected, and many of you have too. We share the feeling of hurting deeply, of wondering if things will ever settle, of screaming inside yet no one hears a peep. We suffer and agonize in silence because for far too long we only heard “get over it”.

I have come to know that I have many more mountains to climb, more miles to ride, and more dragons to slay. The only difference now is that I know I am not alone – I just need to remind myself of that from time to time. Onward and forward.