Hello. I remember the last time I attempted to write a blog post before I shut the site down in a fit of depressive rage that lasted over 2 years. I sat in front of the keyboard, completely empty, unable to type a single word. My mind felt blocked off in a way. There were a lot of ideas rolling around but the execution of those ideas failed. I still have those ideas – they never go away – but even now writing this small, inconsequential post is about all I can muster up. It’s borderline painful, which is probably what writing is supposed to feel like anyway.
So, this is progress, I suppose?
Depression kills creativity, and you have to fight like hell to get it back. I’m ready to fight.