I recall the dark days of depression. I felt like I had fallen into a deep well with no way out. No one stood on the outside to rescue me. The surrounding walls prevented me from seeing the world. That’s how depression behaves. You only see yourself. You only look within, and there you find misery.
The only source of light comes from above. While imprisoned, I had to remind myself to look up or I would see no light at all.
Of course, you don’t have to suffer from depression to feel trapped. A myriad of circumstances can hold you captive. Any catastrophe can close in on you. The diagnosis that shakes you to your core. Along with it comes financial burdens. You ache for your husband who is in heaven. The longing for a child or grandchild whose life seemed too short. Being the sole caretaker for your parents or even your grandkids. The daily overwhelming loads a parent with a special need’s child must bear. The accident that drastically changed your life. The natural disaster that robbed you of everything and everyone dear to you.