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Monologue Mania Day #1090 In the Soup by Janet S. Tiger (c) Feb. 6, 2017
A monologue by
by Janet S. Tiger)
by Janet S. Tiger)
(The actor is swimming onstage, against the current, stops and treads water)
When I was a kid, I used to love soup! Chicken soup, pea soup, corn chowder......my mom would make it and I would love it! But now, I've been out here... in the soup for days, or is it years? How could something you love so much, be so.....difficult...... Sometimes I close my eyes and I just let the current push me. Sometimes I wish.....for a big wave to take me to the shore, and then I see the shore has only rocks, so I look for another island to land on....to find a home, a place.
Unknown.....in the dark.....you keep swimming. Trying. Hoping. Not understanding but knowing that it was all of a sudden you were thrown into the drink. Yet it was always there. In the moods, the signs.....the eyes.....of the waves.....
Mental illness is kind of like that, when it's someone you love. Within the constant fear or drowning, is the horror that the swimming never stops, and you wait for the giant swell of emotions.....that can burst like a storm on the ocean. But when the sun comes out, even for a minute, when that sun is warm and not burning you, then you know you have the energy to get through the next swells, to the next possible shore......the new medication that might work...the therapy that will change everything.....
So you take a breath and you tread water and you hold your nose....and pray and watch for passing ships....ships that might throw a lifeline.....or sail past.....and you hope you see another swimmer, and maybe you can swim together in your search for maybe.....that island of safety.
(Listens)
Stop? Stop swimming? Stop trying? Impossible......
(Turns to swim away, listens, stops, looks back)
Because it's....my only child.....
(Swims off to search for the cure)
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If you know someone or a family dealing with mental illness, NAMI can help. https://namisandiego.org/
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315 CaregiversAnon.org
Member Dramatists Guild since 1983
Playwright-in-Residence
Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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1 comment:
Good one! (sniffle)
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