The water is so warm around me. Fills me with such warmth and love. Slowly I feel it move, Down and down, it goes. The cold hitting my body As the warmth recedes Soon I am laying in a cold bath, Wondering where the warmth has gone.
A good friend once told me that this is how depression feels. I do not have depression. I have anxiety. But I thought it was an interesting metaphor for depression. I wanted to write it down to give some awareness. He said once the cold hits you, you feel like the warmth will never come back.