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Hi.

These are my ramblings about mental health. Please join me in the conversation.

The Ocean I've Never Seen

The Ocean I've Never Seen

I stood on a balcony feeling the breeze of an evening on the Amalfi coast. I watched the waves and the boats and a silhouette go down a water-slide. I saw a blue and purple sky dotted by the moon. I'm not one to happy-cry (that's not usually a depressed person's thing) but my eyes welled up with tears. I felt the ache of knowing there is so much of the ocean I've never seen. I missed curiosity. Depression is a vision down only the most dreary of tunnels. I missed this feeling of wanting - to see every country, to read every book, to meet new people. I had lost this feeling like you lose a nickle on the street. I want to live as long as I can and hopefully die knowing I saw everything I could. Right now, I can't fathom depression but I know there was a time when I couldn't fathom here. I guess that's why I'm writing this, to make this feeling tangible. 

It's real. It's real. It's real. 

 

 

 

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Breakfast of Chumpions

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