…solitude

…even at 46, im learning the massiveness in solitude when it comes to depression- and its not necessarily a bad thing- because the aloneness creates an even stronger reach for God-

as sometimes I think depression and the truest depths of it, go way beyond misunderstood- the mind is such a delicate place- and often goes where we don’t want it to go- who begs for a state of sadness? who craves a chemical imbalance? and do you truly emphasize that this is not our doing, or do you flee from us, as if we are the disease- and if the answer is unchanged, do you still want to know how our day is?

and why do I remain, when the blissful perish? 😞

I don’t want to be sad- I really don’t want to be sad father-

forgive me-

kb