I believe that on the other side of the darkness of depression is beauty, like this tunnel to the sea. Depression is tricky. People can’t see it. I can hide it from myself, from MKL, from anyone who knows me well. I don’t do so to be disingenuous. It’s just that it’s my problem. Inside, I believe it’s boring and it’s shameful, and I don’t deserve to be depressed because my life is good and rich, and it’s just me being whiny. I mean after all, how many times have I written about it? That’s how depression works though. It tells you you’re not worth anything. It takes a lot to move through its tunnel. And I’m moving now, towards the beautiful piece of blue. Thank heavens, and let’s hope this forward motion lasts longer than a day or two.
Cozumel, Mexico.
Quote of the day: “You say you’re ‘depressed’ – all i see is resilience. You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn’t mean you’re defective – it just means you’re human.” — David Mitchell
Daily gratitudes:
2,000 words
A compromise position for Mr. Man
Helping
My first piece of art
That Trevor is okay
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November 2, 2016 at 12:40 am
wisewoodpidgeon
Big hugs – I feel the same way but have never thought about my depression as a tunnel before – that’s a helpful illustration (as well as a lovely photo). Love the quote to. hang in there. Small steps are enough 🙂
November 2, 2016 at 10:56 pm
Seasweetie
Thank you, wisewoodpigeon. We just keep moving through that tunnel…
November 2, 2016 at 7:09 am
So Does That Mean I'm Southern
OHHH!! I wish I could fix it for you. I think you are a wonderful caring strong woman and I am saying a prayer for you right now. Hugs SSS
November 2, 2016 at 10:55 pm
Seasweetie
Thank you, my friend!