and then to have a day like yesterday...is exhausting to say the least. Bad days are very dark and seemingly hopeless. The uncertainty of of whether it was going to continue; for even one more day was nothing short of terrifying. Just the thought of spiraling down into the darkness, feels like the sound of pure despair. Dark repetitive, continuous thoughts with out a spark of light anywhere to be seen. If despair was a sound; I would describe it as being curled up in a fetal position, rocking back and forward, in a deep dark confined hole...with no way out.
But alas today was a new day, with a bit of anxiety and depression free normalcy; and for this I have a abundance of gratitude.
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