The Barely Possible Me

Dr. Wayne, this is Justin. Can you hear me? Are you out there? You see, Dr. Wayne today I'm feeling BARELY POSSIBLE and ALMOST HORIZONTAL.

My butt sticks up in the air, and even though I don't hear them laughing, I can smell their disapproval of my inner self. I can feel their invalidations seeping in.

How can I do this anymore? How can I lie down on my stomach on a frozen lake in January, in the coldest place on Earth aside from Hell?

I'll tell you how, Wayne: BECAUSE I LET IT HAPPEN. BECAUSE I CHOSE MY OWN REALITY. RIGHT NOW MY REALITY IS A FROZEN LAKE AND I AM LYING DOWN ON IT AND NOT USING CONTRACTIONS. Why Wayne? Why would I choose this for myself? There are other ways to be the ME THAT I AM.

I know it, Dr. Wayne. You cannot be ME for ME. You have to be YOU. That is your calling. Only I can be me for myself and I.

And so I say:

WHEN ME BECOMES I, I CAN FLY, FLY ON THE WINGS OF THE BARELY POSSIBLE ME.