I’m writing and will keep writing about the depression that swallowed me this month but don’t be alarmed. I’m writing about it in the past tense because…it’s past tense.
If it were present tense I wouldn’t be able to put a sentence together, much less entire paragraphs. Nothing added up and words were few and far between until a few days ago.
What I’m writing about now is the good stuff the darkness taught and produced in me – stuff I couldn’t see clearly when I was inside it. And if it ever returns I hope I can think straight enough to go back and read these lessons and maybe soak up a little courage to keep walking through it. Or maybe if you’re walking through it right now these words will help you see the light in your darkness or begin to believe – even a little – that someday you will.
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