I've been searching for what to post after this week. I need to ease myself back in.
I came across a watercolor I did during a weekend where I was battling extreme depression and feelings of hanging myself, to be very open. The thing is that I made it through, I'm still here. Our first instinct when something hurts is to pull back away from it, which is understandable. It's called a reflex for a reason. However, with my depression, I pushed through it, and when I see the signs of its return, I'm stronger and it's easier to push through it again. Depression comes and goes, like clouds, but I am the sun, and though I rise and fall, but I will always be there.
We all have a lot to get through in our life, and we can do this together, as One.
