Written by Jase Robinson, a guest contributor.
Three entities engulfed his body, taking turns like a spiritual brothel. Later realising these are the demons representing his past, present and sovereign. The representations of what he had come to understand were his imbalanced archetypes but also the guides to his true purpose.
Let us start this story at the beginning where a once wannabe entrepreneur was opening, what he thought was going to be his big break, his best idea yet, the one that would work! And so, it all starts with the failure of this projected purpose. The collapse of what he wanted people to see him as because all his life, what mattered most was what people thought of him.
The business eventually left him in what he was to believe was 100s of 1000s of pounds in debt. The collapse led to failures in other areas of life with his partner and two children who needed a man and a father in their lives. Still, instead, the vacant spot was a shell of a soul who regularly broke down and struggled to breathe in fits of anxiety. Eventually, a build-up of tension and lack of communication rose between his partner and him; fiery words spat across a love laden battlefield.
One specific argument led to him rushing to the car to try and breathe but finding himself struggling to catch any life breath as the world around him started to spin and disgruntled roars bellowed from his being.
An irrational mind convinced him to believe that people would be better off without him. As continuations from the business’s failure haunted him in the forms of bailiffs knocked the door to scare a response and letters falling through the letterbox of the once safe door of their home. And to top it all, he found himself with no regular income to keep any of it at bay.