D R O W N I N G Quite literally I almost drowned when I was three years old. I seem to be drowning again except this time it is invisible and emotional. It is not easy writing about this, that being part of the stigma still attached to anyone suffering from depression. The tendency is to think there is something wrong with me and, to some extent that it is my fault and I should be able to fix the problem. I am profoundly grateful for any reprieve from the darkness such as yesterday afternoon I patiently pruned and appreciated each of the plants I will be bringing inside this winter. They all looked so happy! This morning I am sitting here in my favorite coffee shop savoring my latte. Some days that is as good as it gets! I wish there was some magical cure all but there isnt, or so I am told …. yet I continue to nurture the possibility that it will not always be this way. I sure hope so!
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 13:34:55 +0000
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