Windows Of Depression

Frightening, unintelligible musings tormented Tania’s night terrors, conjured in the shadowy corner of her mind and whispered as true as gospel. She told me the window haunted her at night and to look out only if I wanted to know the truth. She wondered what it would feel like to breathe underwater, holding her breath until her lungs begged for air. Darkness draped in depression blinds her to what she sees when she surveys my wide, brown eyes. I hoped the future would include us embracing hands, strolling through a sun-dappled park in the summer and autumn months, and snuggling by the fireplace when winter knocked at our door. I opened the window as a brisk whisper bit my cheek, and I felt her pain. The antidote for depression is baked into the problem; unconditional love is a start.

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