FreeOwl

Watched someone very close to me fall off a chair and she was really lucky she didn't crack her head open or break a collar bone.

Watched her a little while later fall down, tripping over nothing, nearly get her face sliced open by the corner of a glass table.

We walked down the street and she stumbled over and over. She'd have fallen all over the sidewalk if I hadn't been holding her arm.

She told me later "This is not who I am... I don't want to be this person".

But when she sobered up a little bit she didn't want to talk about it anymore. Kept me at a distance. Quickly cut off the conversation when I veered anywhere near the subject.

I remember how many times I've fallen down. Wonder how many I fell down that I don't remember. I marvel at the fact I never got badly injured. I'm thankful I never fell so hard it all ended.....

I'm deeply grateful I don't fall down anymore. And I stopped the falling down altogether. Literally and figuratively.

I hope she chooses to stop the fall, but to me it looks like she's got a way to keep going.

You don't have to keep falling down.

You can choose - truly anytime you want - to pick yourself up and not fall anymore.

I hope, if you're still falling, today you'll gain your feet, center yourself and start walking away from the edge. Step by step.

WeaverBird

Oh I love this post. I was always falling down, mostly stairs, but also up stairs, or off the pavement into the gutter, my natural home. I fractured my skull on the flagstones of the kitchen floor, always had black eyes that no huge sunglasses were ever going to hide.

I don't know how to describe this, but a lot of the time the floor or road would actually rise up to slap me in the face, I was so drunk that I didn't even know I was going down like a sack of rice.

Oh hallelujah, am I glad to be free of that.

I am very clumsy so I still stumble around now I'm sober and I look around guiltily to see if anybody is watching who might be thinking oh look she's drunk...

Komplex

Thank you for sharing. Your friend is in my thoughts. I, too, am glad to not be falling down anymore. Some of the scariest nights I spent were those waiting to sober up enough to get to the er for staples/stitches/etc.

Komplex

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Maudcat

Oh, yeah.
I fell over outdoor lounges, down stairs, getting out of bed, gettinto bed.
Sheesh, I’m glad THAT is done.
These days, if I fall, it’s cuz I’m not paying attention.