Struggling. Wondering. Did I give up on hope and love? Did we all? Or did hope and love give up on me? On us? How do you keep faith when it seems faith has no meaning? Or is it through meaning that you find faith? I am, we are. So very lost.
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When I am at the worst of my depression, I start my recovery by taking note of the one distinguishing certainty of the universe: Of everything in it, only this is me. And even if I lose track of what "me" is, I can't deny that it is. From there, I conclude there must be a reason.
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Replying to @SMFulton3
This is not about depression Scott. Depression to me was a disease I had. It made me want to hurt myself and to die. This is not that this is about us... all of us. It is the Reckoning of who we are and what our role plays out as individuals and groups in the human decline.

Sep 26, 2020 ยท 5:09 AM UTC
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