When I wrote my post on January 18th, I was in a real place. A place most others, especially my family, are terrified to admit exists.
But it does exist, and every now and then I am transported there. Against my will . . . and it it is my responsibility to get back from that place – on my own.
I want you to know, that I am stronger than that which takes me there. I am stronger than anyone who watches me go and come back.
and . . .
I’m not the only one who is dragged to this miserable, desolate and lonely place. I am not the only one! We can’t help each other when we’re there, but we know that we’re not the only ones who knows where it is.
And this knowledge, helps.