It’s been gone awhile now, the feelings of depression, fear, anxiety and wanting to self harm. I’m happy, but apprehensive. I can’t remember the last time I went this long, feeling good. Judging by the past several decades, it may be temporary, a gift. I doubt it’s gone for good. Life just doesn’t happen like that. Neither does mental illness. Perhaps I am ready to move forward, move on. Whatever the reason, I’m enjoying it. Hence, the decrease in posts lately. I may not be writing as much, but I will continue to read, like and comment on as many of the blogs I follow as I can. I do anticipate spending more time trying to get a job, out walking and hiking with my dog, gardening and spending time with my family. I may even take up drawing again. I took the following photos on a wintery morning in Wisconsin and would like to try and draw them. They remind me of the beauty that can be a part of winter, but also why I moved away from Wisconsin weather.
I took these at the Three Pillars Village on the Square grounds next to the Bark River, in Dousman, WI