When I am feeling this far down, my thoughts often go to very dark places. Of late, I’ve been thinking about the times I’ve been betrayed.
As adults, we do a lot of things that are unnatural for toddlers and children. We sit for extended periods of time and speak softly. Children, on the other hand, need to run, jump and play to develop their muscles, and scream to develop their lungs.
The truth about depression is that it doesn’t require a trigger, and can hit at any time for any reason, or for no reason at all.
There’s a part of our consciousness that can apparently turn itself off when we know it’s not real. Seeing that woman on the table was too real, and has disturbed me to the core of my being
One of the issues with depression is that there is often no rhyme or reason. One day you’re on top of the world, and the next you’re in the deepest depths of despair. Today I’m down. I’m very down.
By vowing (to nobody but myself) to be open and honest about my depression and struggles, I honestly hoped that it could, in some way, be of comfort to others.
There are times that we all need somebody, a helping hand, acceptance, or just a little bit of love. Imagine reaching out to find nothing.
listening to rain is akin to meditation. It has the effect of simply quieting the mind and relaxing the soul. If you’ve ever lost track of time, found yourself at ease without a care in the world even for a few minutes while listening to the rain, I’m sure that’s a form of meditation.
I’m not feeling nearly as depressed as this is sounding. I’m not going to say I feel happy by any stretch of the imagination, but neither am I particularly depressed. The interesting thing to me is the feeling of acceptance
I hope she has settled into a happy life, wherever she is, and I pray that my response didn’t push her over the edge to do something self-destructive, but since I never heard from her again, I really don’t know.