Dear Life
Please forgive my human nature
While I’m grateful for your well-meaning efforts to guide me forward, I must confess that I am presently overwhelmed by a deep depression.
Tasks that were once simple now feel insurmountable. The doorknob feels as though it’s a hundred feet high, requiring ladders and scaffolding to even reach the outside world. It’s real — this depression — when simple tasks become unconquerable undertakings.
Many of the joys I once knew now feel like inconceivable tasks. I sit for hours, passively absorbing readings, videos, or movies, convincing myself that tomorrow will be different. Yet, each day blends into the next — colorless, meaningless, a list of unfulfilled promises made to myself in the dark shadows of solitude, surrounded by regrets, humiliations, and sorrows.
Most days, I barely speak aloud. When I do, I’m startled by the sound of my own voice, as if I’ve forgotten the energy it once carried.
Life, I thank you, truly. Your light has been a guide when mine faltered. Your unwavering friendship and support have been blessings beyond measure. I know you believe in my ability to rise, to emerge from this fog, and to create again. I just need to know that you have not lost respect for me, because I deeply appreciate all you’ve done for me and others.
