This photo sums up how my depression feels at present:
I took it a couple of nights ago, when I was walking along a seafront so obscured by fog that I couldn’t see the sea. It was a strange feeling, being able to hear and smell it without the familiar sight. The streetlight did little more than cast some colour into the gloom.
http://huertodelcura.com/tag/nit-de-lalba/feed/ My level of depression at the moment is affecting me enough that I feel like my life is in shadow, but I can see some light — even if all it illuminates is fog.
That probably sounds pessimistic if you haven’t experienced mental health problems, but it’s actually hopeful. http://fischerjordan.com/cache/Biisk/spravochnik-adresov-magnitogorsk.html There is light.