The past couple of weeks has been difficult, bleak and dark. My depression arrived, I’m back on the medication. For a while there seemed to be no reason for the pain and anger, reassuring voices, reasoning and confusion. Today was the first day back, there’s some bridges that need fixing…
The last twenty years has followed the same format, alienating myself from friends, family and loved ones. I don’t want to see people, I don’t want them to see what I have become, I have no conversation, only memory’s of the past. The telephone never rings, the invitations no longer arrive.
I have created this world of loneliness, and now I must survive in it.
