DON’T YOU LET HER DROWN
“‘and Francis [Bacon] said to me, You’ve got a little man haven’t you?..in your head you’ve got a little man, that tells you you’ve got to work tomorrow. All my friends... they didn’t have a little man and they died; because they didn’t have a little man and they drowned...you don’t let that little man drown, ever, you keep him alive’ ”
What would it be like to literally pull yourself out of a depressive state? To save yourself from the thick grease that slicks itself onto you bit by bit until you feel you can’t move? To hold a vulnerable “me” close to our chests as we would a locket for a loved one. To hold ourselves close to our own bodies in protection and tenderness.