Yesterday I could feel a bout of depression slowing coming.. I knew it was the Prednisone, but there was really nothing to do about it... so of course, I started to analyze how I was feeling, and put it into a mental image/feeling.
What I came up with was a man, cloaked in black, standing in the front doorway holding an umbrella. Yes... that sums it up quite nicely I do believe.
Today that man finally walked all the way inside. Though I must admit, it's fun to joke about. I told my mom about it and once I finally broke down and she saw my tears I said, "The man with the umbrella finally came in!" It helps take some of the sting out of things.
2 comments:
virtual *huggggggg*
Interesting depiction of your condition. You artist, you!
Did Sarah draw that picture for you??
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