Fighting through depression is much like walking off a broken leg. You can feel the maelstrom raging inside. I know WHY I’m so rough, but not how to get rid of it so easy. So many of us know what it’s like. To me that’s actually heart breaking. It’s 2017 and we still have to struggle with depression and other seemingly simple mental ailments. Seems a touch barbaric that all we are trying to do through pharmaceutical means is to just cover the symptoms. That mindset is archaic at best. Your leg is broken, if we just stop the bleeding and the pain, you will be just fine. Sound about right?
I’ve been having troubles with writing lately. I want to share less and less. I can feel myself withdrawing and it unnerves me. Today was Memorial day and there was a nice presentation at our local park. My son played in the band as they played music from all of the USA armed forces. They read off a list of people from the city I live in, who died in service to our country. Mind you our town is only about 3000ish people. The list was 10%+ of that number. Our town was full of patriots and countrymen who saw our country as something great and worth dying for. Do many still feel that way today? Do we believe Donald Trump will lead us into our great future? Do we trust in our nation at all? Do we trust those we elect to actually do the right thing? These are all troubling to me lately. The age we are in is one that seems to get darker all the time. We war so much, but now I question if we are the good guys. Are we saving people from tyranny and oppression? Or are we lining our pockets with blood money? Best part is, would we believe ANY answer we are given any more?
Some forces even seem to be trying to rip God out of our country, even though we were founded by some pretty devout people. Not clergymen, but normal people that just believed in a power greater than they were.
All of this from a simple line cook, soon to be student(again). Peace to you and yours.