The Deep Sadness

While meeting with one of my friends for dinner recently, she asked me if I was going through some deep sadness. She saw it in my eyes.

Yes, I am.

More than just being sad, but it’s like drowning in a vast sea. The waves keep washing over, and I don’t have a chance to even breathe. Anytime I have a slight moment where maybe a little sunshine comes through, there goes another wave, another current pulling me under to where I die a little more inside.

I wish I knew what it was that was causing all of this grief. I wish I could turn it off and not have to deal with it.