{"id":2919,"date":"2019-12-15T07:00:56","date_gmt":"2019-12-15T11:00:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/?p=2919"},"modified":"2019-12-15T23:00:56","modified_gmt":"2019-12-16T03:00:56","slug":"mother-nature-my-pain-is-gone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/2019\/12\/15\/mother-nature-my-pain-is-gone\/","title":{"rendered":"Mother nature my pain is gone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was diagnose by Bipolar Disorder at the age of 25 and before that I thought that living with depression, hyperactivity and mood swings was totally normal.<\/p>\n<p>I went to cure with different Doctors and medicines but nothing seemed to change the horrible perception I had of life.<\/p>\n<p>I felt pain in everything i was doing and I just had few frames of fake happiness.<\/p>\n<p>My father&#8217;s grief was the worse time I ever had. The strange thing was the sad connection I started to have with death. I was not ready for it and I was angry with it.<\/p>\n<p>Time passed and at the age of 34 I decided to do something different, it was my time to heal my pain and feel free from my demons.<\/p>\n<p>I went for a hike in Scotland, I&#8217;ve done 96 miles in 7 days through the Highlands. It was just me the nature and my demons.<\/p>\n<p>It was the time for me to question myself and have an honest talk with Mother Nature.<\/p>\n<pre><em>A deep emotion\r\ntouched me\r\nwhen I realise \r\nI was breathing freedom\r\nand no more pain.\r\nMy legs were touching the wet ground.\r\nI was hurting the land that was bleeding water.\r\n\"Why am I always in pain?\r\nWhy I should suffer from my own life?\"\r\n\r\nA gentle breeze whispered:\r\n\"Believe in you.\r\nTrust in you.\r\nBelieve in me.\r\nTrust in me.\r\nRelease who you are\r\nand embrace your future.\"\r\n\r\nA lighter sensation\r\npunched my guts,\r\nI am not blind,\r\nI can see the world,\r\nI can believe in people,\r\nI can trust me,\r\nI can't hurt myself \r\nI have to love who I am.\r\n\r\nThe pain was gone,\r\nSuffer ran away\r\nand all was beauty and calmness.\r\n\r\nThe storm was gone\r\nAnd I was dancing in the Aura of my future.\r\n\r\nI am my own reason.\r\nI am my own choice.\r\nI am the silence\r\nin a world full of pain.\r\n<\/em><\/pre>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"2921\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/scotland\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?fit=1920%2C2560&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"1920,2560\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1573887946&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"scotland\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?fit=525%2C700&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2921\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?resize=525%2C700&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"scotland\" width=\"525\" height=\"700\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?w=1920&amp;ssl=1 1920w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?resize=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1 225w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?resize=768%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?resize=1152%2C1536&amp;ssl=1 1152w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?resize=1536%2C2048&amp;ssl=1 1536w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lineriderpress.com\/headlinepoetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/12\/scotland-scaled.jpg?w=1050&amp;ssl=1 1050w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 525px) 100vw, 525px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>As much is difficult to live with your demons, fight them with your strength and power. Believe always in yourself.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A deep emotion touched me when I realise I was breathing freedom and no more pain. 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