I see a way forward.
Hopefully a way out of this 5 week trip downward, actually a trip to the bottom. I can’t remember a time when sadness had such a stranglehold on me.
But the way forward is to continue with my project of detailing my life and thoughts on mental illness, therapy and treatments. And my thoughts on being a Queer individual. Just plain different.
A Tree in Winter. My original thoughts on the blog, my loneliness and fear of surviving another cold winter. Where the weather sucks even more life out of me. Long stretches without the sun.
Nothing to do with a tree of life, but the tree signifies myself at the present time. Alone in a field, trying to brave the freezing winds and snow fall. Ice.
Loneliness itself is another battle.
I can’t continue to fight them all, unless through A Tree in Winter keep them at bay.
Winter is approaching fast, and if worse than the last three, mentally and physically that is, it could very well be my last.
Only thing I can do is to keep my face to the sun.