Okay. I admit it. I'm clinically depressed. I won't blame it all on the bio-chemical notion of things. Much of it is situational. But the guilt, the blame. I can't help but feel the loser. I can't provide. I cannot lead. I suck as a husband, father or friend.
Marginally successful in some things and major suckville in others. I feel my depression and my inability to act like a weight on my soul.
Yes, the big "S" word has entered my thoughts.
I have a hard time being thankful and I can only focus on the negatives; which are too many to name.
Perhaps this IS the beginning of wisdom because I give up.
Like a few of you, I post as a way to reach out to others. To perhaps feel something good. To learn. To have fellowship. To inspire and to be inspired and to share.
I cease because I am not.
I have had some good friendships.