Your Personal Helm’s Deep

Helms Deep

It is there within each of us. A place to hold fort. A patch of mental and emotional real-estate where one is unassailable, unconquerable. Our own private haven, our personal Helm’s Deep.

And then it happens. The biggest of your foes ever assembled arrives at your doorstep. Ever weakness, every poor decision, every whim chooses to revisit you at the same time.

And you think what is the worst that can occur. But unknown to us, an eye of malice has peered into the heart of our disability and engineered this event. It is a perfect storm that shakes you at the very foundation.

Every assumption of inviolability is broken, what should not be touched is questioned and ripped and soiled.

Like King Theoden, one wonders at how so much hatred could be possible.

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