Nights, Winters, Years…

A funny thing about depression is that, as dark and lonely as it is, the fear of sounding crazy to, or breaking down in front of, another person just makes me want to withdraw from the world even farther than I already have. And when I do have to face someone in that state, those fears drive me to tell shameful lies to cover just how dark my thoughts have become.

But worst of all is feeling like some alien thing, whose thoughts, feelings, and loves, have no meaning to anyone else in the world. For example, the following is one of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard, and so perfectly expresses what I feel inside. And yet, even as I prepare to post it, in my heart I expect… Absolutely… Nothing…

Sorry, comments are disabled for this one. I’m just not in the mood to pretend today…

I want ice water.

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From growing up a poor, mixed-race kid in the 50s, 60s & 70s, to living as a depressed "urban hermit" in recovery, my blog is a mixture of humor & seriousness that reflects my personal philosophy for life in a global asylum.
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