Unravel Me Universe, I Dare Ya


“The unraveling is a time when you are challenged
by the universe to let go of who you think
you are supposed to be and to embrace who you are.”

~     Brené Brown     ~


August of last year.  I’m standing at the sink doing dishes and pressing replay over and over again on a silent but nonetheless very loud conversation I’m having with myself in my own head.  “Why are you here again?  What’s wrong with you?  When are you ever going to change?  You’re such a loser.”

And then my mouth opened and out came the statement “You’re depressed.”

The weight of the words made my hands fall into the soapy water.  I was physically and mentally paralyzed for a moment.  Time stood still, as did I.  “But no, I can’t be, I’m better than that!”, I argued back to myself.  And out loud no less for full effect.

As my internal debate continued – ‘But I’ve been sober for 17 years!  But I’m not suicidal!  But I’m angry and frustrated, not crying and feeling hopeless!’, I went over to the computer.  I thought I already knew what depression looked like.  I was first diagnosed with it when I was around 8-9 years old, a time in my life when several traumatic things had happened to me.  There were subsequent diagnoses later in my teens and twenties.  This time however felt very different than previously.  And sure enough, the truth of my words manifested in front of me on my screen.  I was depressed.  It looked and felt different than before, but it was what it was.

Through some act of divine intervention, I knew to call my nurse and make an appointment with her ASAP.  Sure enough, her clinical assessment confirmed my suspicion.  I was angry and didn’t want to believe her.  After I got home, I even retook the Beck Depression Inventory she used with me and scored almost exactly the same.  And I wasn’t just depressed, I ranked as severely depressed.  There I go, even being a high achiever with something I had absolutely no desire to attain.

Although I accepted the diagnosis on the surface, it was a couple of months before I was able to concede to it with my innermost self.  But the day did come when I accepted the universe’s challenge to me and began the new adventure of letting go of who I thought I was and should be, and began to receive the gift of being exactly who I already was.  Depression and all.

And the unraveling began.

Just like a set of Christmas tree lights all tangled up on the floor, the tedious work of straightening them is necessary for them to fulfill their purpose.  Sure, you can plug them in as is and they’ll still light up.  But they won’t truly be able to shine as they are meant to until the work is done.

So go ahead big ole universe of ours, challenge me some more.  I wanna be all lit up and shine the way God intended me to.  Go ahead I said, I dare ya.


“I am lucky to be what I am!
Thank goodness I’m not just a clam or ham
or a dirty jar of sour gooseberry jam!
I am what I am.  That’s a great thing to be.”

~     Dr. Seuss     ~


Featured image:   Anthony Quintano user on flickr.com, CC2.0 Generic


Listen to music.  It could save your soul.  Be kind.  It could save someone’s world.  Wear a hat.  It could save your life.

35 thoughts on “Unravel Me Universe, I Dare Ya

  1. “even being a high achiever with something I had absolutely no desire to attain” – this one sentence made me understand depression a little bit more and how hopeless it must be. Let’s pray more and more people would unravel this mystery they have within themselves and took necessary action ASAP.

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  2. Hoping your shine becomes more brilliant soon.

    I know how hard it can be to accept depression. As a person with bipolar disorder I often see saw between mania and depression, but more often between mild hypomania and mild depression. During the latter states I try to convince myself that I’m stable. I just get so sick and tired of being one pole or the other. I get impatient. I’m doing better now, though.

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  3. I really enjoyed the candidness of this post. That last quote by Dr. Suess was the perfect little endnote, thank you for emanating a pretty confidence.

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  4. I aspire to inspire you. ( and you do Marianne!)
    I wish to compel you to think ( my thinking light is blinking)
    Provoke you to laugh (laughter spurts out inappropriately at times)
    Move you to live and act in kindness. (Commenting PEACE to you)
    Visiting with Marianne along the side of her road.
    Sometime on the sunny side of the street, at times in the gutter,
    BUT always transparent…..which gives many of us HOPE.
    Thanks for sharing your unraveling…and steps to recovery.

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  5. Gosh, Marianne–you started young with this. While I am glad it was something you recognized, I am even more glad you knew to get help right away. I was worried about you–thought the cancer had reared its ugly head even more. You are doing OK with that?

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  6. I so understand your feelings. Your analogy of the Christmas lights describes how I feel perfectly – you are gifted in writing it down. Thank you so much for sharing with us. I’m glad you stayed strong and got help. Keep fighting the fight.

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  7. Hugs. Thank you sharing such power personal post.

    Our thoughts can really mess us up.. well thats what i feel. I think constantly reminding ourself if our goodness is key…

    Hugs again for such a powerful and personal post.

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    • Oh I haven’t thought of that song in years and years! What a perfect one for this post – thank you tons for sharing it!
      Now if you don’t mind, I’ll share one back at ya that yours reminded me of. Did you know The Boss did this song??? It’s from his amazing Seeger sessions years back, lots of good stuff in those sessions I quite enjoy listening too.


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