I've struggled with pretty serious anxiety, depression, and self-harm behaviors all my life. In the past year, I've been seeing a therapist I really like and I feel like my meds are really helping! I've had a lot of good days lately and have been feeling resilient.
That was until I paid a visit to an old friend who I have a complicated relationship with. I think it must have triggered some things, and I quickly descended into a really dark place. I couldn't stop thinking about all my most painful moments, fears, insecurities. My sense of hope disappeared. It was painful and scary because it felt like there was nothing I could do. I wanted to reach out to someone, but I felt so alone and like no one would understand. Depression is so hard to explain to people who don't struggle with it.
I'm coming back out of my dark daze, and I want to work on building a community with people who will understand. There's something so redeeming about knowing you're not alone. The darkness can be frightening, but if there's someone there next to you holding your hand, somehow it feels like it can be alright.