Today is a new day. The sun is shining, and it helps. My life is one lived in the dark, from pre-teens til now. Depression a constant companion. The veil that separates me from the world has always been, almost tangible, and within reach. I can almost touch it. Some days are better, of course, but I have learned in thirty-six years that there is no hope for me. There are only days of relief, moments of sunshine. But the darkness remains.
My story begins nearly thirty years ago, in East Texas. My blog is about the moments and events that led me here, and the seemingly eventual and pre-determined ending to my life. This is about me, and the moment between my birth and death.
For all of those who live in the darkness...
