So ever since I got home from the Celebration of Life today, I’ve had one of Colin’s favourite songs on repeat. Seabird by Alessi Brothers.
Depression makes no sense. It strikes many people you don’t suspect. It’s something hidden because it’s something most are embarrassed about. Those that have it are often viewed as weird and are avoided by others.
I feel like a deflated balloon on the bottom of a heap of garbage. This anemia problem is really getting old.
I can distinctly remember the first time I sat in the emergency room for mental health reasons; distraught, emotional, scared...I was in crisis.
(Someone tell me you get this reference! Hehe)
Dear younger self,
I am learning that there are two lives we have to work with.
The first one is the one we sculpt from the moment we learn to talk, the life we plan to have. Mine was incredible: