A lot of time had to pass for me to be gain my voice again.
Rain, sun, tears, anger, love and many changes.
I am once again living close to the lake. The thunderstorms are starting to roll in slowly and the rain is coming down in buckets...
Since we last spoke I have lost a best friend who turned out to be less of a friend than previously thought and I have gained/lost a lot of perspective.
Currently I am pulling myself out of the hole I allowed myself to fall into and I feel like I am making a lot of progress quite quickly.
Granny and I are working on a company that will allow us to both flourish in ways that neither of us can really even comprehend right now.
My Depression was briefly eclipsed by a beautiful trip down to Tennessee where I re-connected with quite a few old friends but upon landing back in Canada the weight that had been lifted off my shoulders almost instantly crushed me. I hit the bottom I suppose.... Its easier to be weighed down by something heavy than it is to catch an anvil that is being thrown at you... but at least the joy I felt in Tennessee was bright enough that it seems to have guided me to at least the edge of this hole.
We shall see how this year continues... Its been tough so far but I think I might have found a way to the other side where the grass is most certainly greener.
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