Lies told by Depression

Serenity on the Karuah River NSW. I took this photo back in July. I wasn’ going to write this post because journaling has become almost a compulsion. Still, while it helps I’ll continue wearing my heart on my sleeve. Yesterday I wrote about how depression lies. Here are some more examples. Being alone is better. DepressionContinue reading “Lies told by Depression”

The Best Kind of Day — tbs2539

I stuffed around today to try and share the image below. Amazingly I kept my cool and only swore a little bit. Well, maybe a bit more than a little. Journaling/blogging whatever you want to call it has in the past and is now a cathartic activity. It’s a releasing of emotions a clearinghouse for […]Continue reading “The Best Kind of Day — tbs2539”

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

Taken from the proverb “a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,” which means that having something, even if it is a lesser quantity, is better than taking the chance of losing it in order to attain something else that seems more desirable. Is this contentment? I think it is. To be happy with what one has. To stop strivingContinue reading “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”