These are the days……

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Like a ghost I am following invisible trails through the empty rooms of our house. A fresh baked almond bread on the kitchen island reminds me of the fact that just days ago life was still ok, even I felt it coming. By now, the so familiar sunken feeling had long embedded itself into my very being; found me off guard, almost defenseless, since this time’s triggers were close relatives of my life’s biggest enemy. The ancient old roots of grave sadness are spiraling down fast and deep into the soil of my heart; fertilized already by the unbalanced chemicals of my very own brain, ready to feed a parasite as old as myself.

Life will be ok again. Not today, but it will. I am fighting this battle since I can remember; when it scared the living hell out of me for the first time. ‘Depression’ is a word…

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