Changes...

Not that anyone is reading this, but in case you are...or were...you may notice that I've changed both the title and the address of this blog. I was thinking about it, the title, for a while the other day(s) and realized that depression resembles the current title and URL more than the former. Fighting a demon is easy...minus the potential of getting burned or skewered, or posessed...whereas fighting encroaching darkness is something else entirely.

How do you fight oncoming darkness? Turn on a light? That's good, and it allows you to see, but there's still bits of it lying around in corners and behind doors, in the closet. And once you turn the light off, it rushes in to fill the empty space.

The scariest part of a scary movie that I've ever seen is the last snip of Nightmare on Elm Street. It's sunny outside, nice and bright with a blue sky and pretty trees and such. There are a bunch of kids playing jump rope and singing and laughing. The main female character is walking out the door, a smile on her face. Everything is normal. Then, out of nowhere, Freddy strikes.
It's not the unexpected that gets me....it's the something horrifying and dark appearing in the middle of a beautifully normal day.

I won't insult anyone's intelligence by explaining the various analogies to depression this evokes. I'll just say that today, along with most of the days this past month, has been one of those beautifully normal days...