Thank you for sharing this! Happy to be a part of this collective of bloggers. I hope to contribute more soon.
His Name was Depression – by Jennifer Nichole Wells
Small Scale Fabricated Photography, Toy Photography History, Art Creation Musings
Thank you for sharing this! Happy to be a part of this collective of bloggers. I hope to contribute more soon.
Such a great description that took me with you on your journey. I now know partly how it feels. Very moving.
I agree! It gave me the shivers! The poem and your photo pair perfectly!
A very deep expression of how dark depression can be. At night when we are all alone and in our dreams is when he is the busiest. Isn’t he kind of a coward though when you think about it. I say show your face in the light and watch me battle you with eyes wide open to see who truly will prevail! Great Poetic expression:-)
Thank you so so very much. And I totally agree with you. But if t popped out so visibly and open it wouldn’t be depression now would it?
Yeah I guess you are right! I just hate it. Still deal with it myself periodically. Recognizing it and responding accordingly is a really good first step. Stay well my friend😀