Where has my mojo gone?

These past few weeks have been mentally and emotionally challenging for me. I was uncertain as to whether I should  ‘bare/ expose’ myself by sharing a personal story.     After much  contemplation and cogitation, I have concluded that life has it ups and downs and it would be inauthentic to just focus on the good and positive and pretend that nothing has happened.                                                                                                                                   So have put my thoughts into a poem. Here goes:

Where has my mojo gone?
My thoughts are black and weighing me down
They have cast a shadow over all that is positive and good
When things don’t go right and failures are abound
They drag you into a spiralling vortex
Where no amount of exercise, affirmations or positive thinking helps
And the inner Gremlins have started to dwell
Now Eeyore is my best friend
And my mood is permanently blue
But, life goes on and I have a choice
I can choose to wallow or I can choose to crawl out of my hole
My friends, family, faith, routine gives me a helping hand
It is time to accept what is
To live in the present
And recognise that each day brings a new dawn
With new possibilities and opportunities
I am now a little wiser and tougher
And thankful that my mojo is back working

When things are tough, talking about it, writing and journalling can be helpful and cathartic.

Have you ever lost your mojo? Experienced prolonged negative thoughts? What helped you to get back on track?  Love to hear from you