My Mind. Late April

The sheer amount of events and movement in the last few months is enough to make anyone crazy, not counting the depth of anxiety, the heaviness of depression, and now a recent break-up. I'm slowly beginning to see that while there may be some chemicals off in my brain and some distorted thoughts constantly fighting for control, it's not hopeless. It's not entirely my fault, I'm not irreparable, I'm not a burden to the world. Although I have seldomly felt it in the past, I now am learning that the current of joy and life has been there all along, just stopped up and weighed down by my mind and situation.