Empty Inside

I’m empty inside.

The bleak darkness of depression has become my steady companion again.

I have tried to shake it.

I have:

taken a walk

sat in the sunshine

listened to the birds singing

looked at beautiful pictures

read lovely posts

painted

cried

slammed my fists into a pillow

slept

stayed awake

been quiet

turned up the radio…

Nothing can help me when this depression grabs hold.

I will ride it out like I have dozens of other times, I’m sure.

I’m just so damn tired.

So tired.

11 thoughts on “Empty Inside

  1. Our lives are so tiring, aren’t they. My wish for you is strength and enduring courage to see this depression through to the other end where it’s bright and your heart will, again, be happy.

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