“A smooth sea never made a skilled mariner!”
I am not a skilled mariner, although I amidst a proverbial sea. Spring is springing, yet I am stuck, again, in my head, alone…c’est la vie…
I somehow went from attending university to a indescribable series of events that led to my mental breakdown for the ages.
I do not know how to express my thoughts on the subject, as my mind is a mess right now. I miss writing, and so I will attempt to write again, and more frequently. My mind is overloaded with stress, mostly of which is out of my control. What is scarier than losing one’s own mind?
I am confident this post is not of any “good quality,” but I am compelled to write anyway. I am socially disabled, yet I refuse to give up.
I am thankful for the few who really do care, I those who have helped along the way. When lost, I feel a deep need to hold onto “some-thing,” although that something may be hope alone…
Anyway, sorry for the depressing post, but I cannot fake being happy when that is far from the truth.