Still trolling thru blogpsace, using Layne as my jump-off. A few links led me to Space Waitress Gate A, where she posts about the problems she is having with depression and thoughts of suicide.
Having struggled with that myself in the past, I felt compelled to respond. So I actually posted a comment on a blog: my first ever.
In her most recent post, spacewaitress talks about getting drunk. Nuh-uh. Bad move. There's a lot of drunks in bars who are medicating away their depressions with alcohol... trading one problem for an even bigger one. But I can't seem to bring myself to say that. Why? Am I afraid of offending someone? Maybe.
Another question to live: How involved in others' lives do I get?
As I Live the Questions:
postings, weblinks and ramblings by Ryan Schultz
"I beg you...to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer..." --R.M. Rilke
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