mienaino
Well-known member
I might just be going out on a limb here, but does anyone else find everything to be the most beautiful and marvelous, and all at once bleak and tragic, during the descent into depression--as though every waking moment is a perfect work of art, and yet too horrible for words?
And then at the deepest depths, as though the light is snuffed out and the weight of the ocean just crushes you?
Or am I alone in this?
And then at the deepest depths, as though the light is snuffed out and the weight of the ocean just crushes you?
Or am I alone in this?