At the bottom of the rabbit hole

  As I have said before, emotional rabbit holes litter our lives.  With a bit of care, hard work and friends to help, they can usually be avoided.  Oh, there is certainly circling and dangling of toes into the abyss but more and more I have been just flirting with them in passing.  Well, today I fell in head first and have landed flat on my back at the bottom with the wind knocked out me.  Not sure how I got here.  It has been a long time since I fell all the way down.
    Now I remember why I try so hard to stay away from the pesky things.  It is dark down here.  It is lonely and down here I cry a lot.  Fortunately, I stocked up on Kleenex recently.   Much to my chagrin, I have spent the day wallowing and teary.  There is nothing I can put my finger on as to why I tumbled so fast and so deep.  Maybe sheer exhaustion has something to do with it.
   I suspect that it may take a few days to crawl back into the light.  It will probably be one of those inch by inch deals. Crap!  What I have learned since my last descent is that I will not stay down here.  This pit is not my permanent address.  I reside topside in the fresh air where the sun shines, where laughter flows and friends abound.  Grant me the wisdom to remember that lesson as I start to figure my way out of this rabbit hole. Oh, and pass the Kleenex.