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Small Steps


I am more depressed than I have ever been.
I have sought counseling and am taking anti-depressants.
Perhaps it is odd to share this with the world, but I just wanted to shatter the stigma and be honest.
I went on an impromptu road trip to Chicago and am glad that I made the trek.
There have been a few moments in which I recognize myself again, in which I feel as though I am waking from the coma I have been in for far too long.
Nothing, no one, no place should ever make you feel limited, small, insignificant - ever.
I am holding onto this and trying to sort through the pieces of me, trying to get past the panic, and just take small steps and revel in the fact I took them.
I want to be proud of myself again and the only way to do this is to try again.

Love,
Dustin

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