Monday, August 3, 2015

a (very) distant memory

i know there was a time that i didn't feel the way i do now. there was a time when my days and nights were not filled with thoughts of the pain and futility of life; a time when i didn't wonder how i would make it through the next day or the one after that or why i even felt it was necessary to do so.

there was time i experienced more joy than sorrow, more light than darkness, more loving companionship than days of desolate isolation. there was a time when i felt that life was more about possibilities than disappointments, opportunities than obstacles, fulfillment than frustration.

i know there was this time, but with the prolonged and continuing amount of time i have been immersed in depression, i can't seem to remember when or where that time might have been. and i ask myself, how do you find your way back to a place for which you have lost sight of having ever been there in the first place?

i remember - sarah brightman

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