depressed moment*

Posted on August 17th, 2013 by Scraps.
Categories: Badness, Life, Recovery, Stuff.

Every once in a while -- well, really, every day -- I read Twitter (for instance) to catch up on my old friends, and someone is writing about bike-riding, and suddenly I can feel it so much . . . I will never ride a bike again.

So many things.

Well. Then I pass on, thinking of something else. You can't dwell on it. But you can't make peace with it, either. (At least, I've never learned.) So think of something else.

* You can skip this.



Comment on August 18th, 2013.

I am glad that you cross-post to LJ since I don't know this site. I just wanted to send you a hug. I feel like telling you I understand because I feel that way about some things in my own life - but no, I don't understand. Not to the degree you live with it and understand it. Even so, what you write is honest and it resonates and I am very grateful that you can write.


Comment on August 18th, 2013.

Thank you, very much.

Debbie Notkin

Comment on August 18th, 2013.

I think "you can't dwell on it but you can't make peace with it" is a near-perfect summation. Thank you!


Comment on August 18th, 2013.

I've been years dwelling on it! :-)

Seriously, many people do make peace with it, as least they say they do. Not yet me. But I'd like to.

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