“There is greater clarity in the still waters of sadness, something not found in the babbling brooks of more sought after emotions.” Shaun Hicks

We run from the darkness. Once immersed in the dark hole of depression, we crawl, walk, run to never grace that dark doorstep again. Dare we look back, once safely sane, healed and gather the lessons and share them in love of others? I think so. Love is more powerful in the end. Fragile though we be, there is strength in having endured that cold place of despair.

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