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  1. My Companion Elegiac

    Contemplations on My Journey with Depression

    (Author’s Note: It seems fitting that today, my 58th birthday, I offer this compilation of writings about one aspect of my life that has played a significant role in shaping the person I have become and am becoming).

    The First Reading

    The Creature On My Shoulder

    (From June 12, 2019)

    I have always liked ravens.
    Not because of a certain Poe-m or its iconic phrase.
    It is not that.
    I have admired their black bodies’ flashing hues, sparkling eyes, cackling conversations in the spinning trees above me as I step out into the clinging fabric of another day.

    The one that sits on my shoulder is silent.
    Even on good days, it is there, a shadow just on the edge of my vision.
    I sense its weight, shifting ever so slightly when I move my heavy arms to the task at hand.

    We are reluctant companions at best.

    Read the entire compilation on Medium

    #Depression #Elegiac #Healing #Hope #Journey #life #MentalHealth #MentalIllness #Writing

  2. My Companion Elegiac

    Contemplations on My Journey with Depression

    (Author’s Note: It seems fitting that today, my 58th birthday, I offer this compilation of writings about one aspect of my life that has played a significant role in shaping the person I have become and am becoming).

    The First Reading

    The Creature On My Shoulder

    (From June 12, 2019)

    I have always liked ravens.
    Not because of a certain Poe-m or its iconic phrase.
    It is not that.
    I have admired their black bodies’ flashing hues, sparkling eyes, cackling conversations in the spinning trees above me as I step out into the clinging fabric of another day.

    The one that sits on my shoulder is silent.
    Even on good days, it is there, a shadow just on the edge of my vision.
    I sense its weight, shifting ever so slightly when I move my heavy arms to the task at hand.

    We are reluctant companions at best.

    Read the entire compilation on Medium

    #Depression #Elegiac #Healing #Hope #Journey #life #MentalHealth #MentalIllness #Writing