The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

Cannonball!

The View from a Drawbridge

If you’ve managed to go through life without having made a really big splash in a swimming pool, then I respectfully suggest that you haven’t lived. Sometimes you just have to go for it. Put yourself out there. Cowabunga! Not that there’s anything wrong with being cautious. Stick your toe in. Test the waters. Make …

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It was an unremarkable day. In retrospect, that was one of the strangest things about it. I was walking across the bridge to get to work, as I’ve done thousands of times. The sun was out. I had no plans, really. Think “status quo.” And then I saw movement out of the corner of my …

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Drabble

The View from a Drawbridge

I learned a new word recently. Drabble. According to wikipedia, “A drabble is a short work of fiction of around one hundred words in length. The purpose of the drabble is brevity, testing the author’s ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space.” To this I say, challenge accepted! And I soon …

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Without a doubt, the absolute worst part about being a bridgetender is the jumpers. When I see someone attempting suicide, it leaves me feeling sick at heart. I truly believe that life is precious, and that no matter how awful it can sometimes be, the pendulum is bound to swing back the other way sooner …

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That sounds counterintuitive, doesn’t it? Who would be crazy enough to jump without having a visible net below? It’s much better to plan for all contingencies, right? First of all, let me be clear that I’m not talking about literally jumping off something here. If you step off the ledge of a high-rise building without …

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Recently someone I love very much told me that she had attempted suicide a couple of times in the past year. This broke my heart because I had no idea she was suffering in silence. Having struggled with depression my whole life, I know what it’s like to want to throw off that thick blanket …

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