Some variation of insanity

Me: definition of insanity. (How is it possible to write the previous post, and then hours later have the following words gnawing to come out?) I don’t know if it was feeling full after dinner or exhaustion from acting opposite all day and trying to constantly tell myself I’m ok or what. But, now I…

Swinging

I’ve started to write a dozen times. Draft after draft trying to document recent moments of love. Of faith. Of optimism. But hope dissipates in this nightmare depression. It wastes away even with a full stomach. I am bankrupt of joy, insolvent of confidence, and mourning both. If grief is what is happening, it has…