Category Archives: Depression

The Sense of Light


The sun it rises. I stand still. My eyes are closed Yet I can see its glow. The birds awaken with a familiar call. I can smell the dew coming off the leaves as they reach toward the sky. I … Continue reading

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Is It Over?


Is it over? Is it just the beginning? Another life. Another lesson learned. Should I rush? Should I take it in stride? Looking forward to what’s ahead. Looking back at what’s been done. The steps to move on. The quagmire … Continue reading

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Cold Winds Blown Out of Proportion


In the midst of my walk through the bitter cold, whose wind still penetrated my five layers of clothing, I mentally dictated my pondering. My thoughts and questions are recited for only me to hear. Now today is another day. … Continue reading

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What are the odds?


What were the odds of our paths crossing? Call it fate if you will. The roads that had led to this path are all but forgotten. They were long and winding roads filled with obstacles, detours, and dead ends forcing … Continue reading

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The end is near.


The end is near. The end of my therapy that is. Group sessions that I had willfully participated in with the thought that they would cure what ailed me. Sadly they have not cured me but they did give me … Continue reading

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Where have you been?


Where have I been? I’ve been everywhere and I’ve been through a lot. I haven’t written anything in a year. I used to write as part of a healing process. My writings became fodder for hatred against me. Well just … Continue reading

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If you only knew


If you only knew what it was like to walk in my shoes. Maybe you would understand. These thoughts and feelings inside me are not things that can be controlled. They make me the way I am. For most of … Continue reading

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