Depression warning-you may want to skip if you’re having difficulty right now.
Of all the years and years of dealing with depression—most of the time untreated depression, only once did I feel as if I wanted to end it all. Not just run away like I’ve always done but to not exist anymore.
Yesterday I hit that low for a second time in my life, and it scared me. I thought about my family and their loss.
Then I focused on all the little lines that make the tiles in the shower. I looked at the designs of the patterned strip surrounding the walls. I thought about the person who created such a pleasant design. I focused on the water hitting me on the head. The head that is still alive and has a flicker that remains lit.
That little flicker reminds me that I am a warrior inside and I know this mood is temporary.