So yesterday someone reminded me what hope feels like. It was a simple thing they did for me, and yet it made more of a difference than they’ll probably ever know. I woke up this morning and smiled. A real smile. It’s been a long time since I’ve done that. I thought about the things that might happen in the near future with a sense of anticipation rather than despair. It is a nice feeling, this.

So… I guess the thing is… It is still my faith in people that carry me through to wherever I’m going to go next. The world is still beautiful, and  while I’m quite aware that there are still dark patches in it, I don’t doubt that the good still outweighs the bad and the wonderful still covers a larger area than the horrible. Depression is still a part of my life. It probably always will be. But it’s nice to know that it doesn’t have to be the biggest part. Hope can fit in there, too.


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