I have found myself in a seemingly bottomless sadness since last fall. I have "managed" depression my whole life with the crutches of many addictions (drink, drugs, sex, anger, overwork, excessive exercise, delusions of grandeur etc.)
I have always wanted to hide my sadness because I saw it as proof I was
inadequate and unlovable (and also because I feared I could not survive
the pain of it).
I no longer am running away from the profound sadness I have felt all my life. Instead I feel it, every day, and strangely I have decided this is what I must do, — to honor it, to embrace it, and see if there is any bottom to it, because I don't want to die never knowing if I had faced it, once and for all, would there be something on the other side
About my Loss:
I lost my mother to alcoholism as a young child. I lost my eldest son 20 years ago. My whole life has been about loss, the fear of it or recovery from it.
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I myself have found myself in that hole. I do know that there is a way out, howver I have not yet found a way to stay out of that hole. I am touched by your story because I think that I am losing my mind sometimes, when I get asked if I am ever going to get over my daughters death. Those types of comments are like daggers to the heart for me. Keep your chin held high, so that the loved ones you've lost can see that you hold your head up for them in hopes to see them again some day.
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