I was walking in the park at I saw these rocks with a hole. I know it is a drain for the water when it rains but it reminded me of how it feels when going into or coming out of depression.
You start out in daylight. You are feeling fine. Slowly or suddenly sadness starts. That’s when you are walking on the rocks toward the hole. The more depression sinks in, the closer you get to the opening of the hole. Once it is here, you are at the entrance and start going in. You retreat from everything and everyone.
When the depression starts to lift, you see daylight. As you come out of the depression, the daylight shines brighter and brighter until you are completely out.
Too bad we can’t move the rocks and block the hole altogether.
pb aka peanut butter