I talked to a therapist when my wife first suggested I was depressed. Given the circumstances though (it was just a few months before she died from ALS) we kinda thought it was situational. From the vantage point of who I am now, I can see a thread of it woven through my entire life. You don’t know what you don’t know. I want so much more out of life. And there’s not much time left.
Believe it or not, that same girlfriend is the one who got me to start writing. The gifts she’s given me….and all I’ve given her is heartache. Ah well, onward to wholeness. Everything will work out exactly as it’s supposed to, I’m convinced of that now.
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