I had heard somewhere of a seriously depressed person who came out of their fog on a simple walk. They plodded along in their mental darkness when in crossing over from one street to the next - the lights came on. Their depression... gone - just in reaching the other side of the road.
I decided to try a walk last evening. I wanted so much to have the same result. I however, came home just as I had left.
Still I wait - 13 days until someone might tell me how I might find my way out of this.
My young son in the mean time - can't figure out where his mother went.
I know I thought it great just that you are out there Cyberspace but I have another favor to ask of you.
If you pray....please pray for me. I don't want this.
