Tag: black dog
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Jesse…
I was hoping that when I woke up this morning he would be gone, but the moment I opened my eyes, I sensed he was still around. All my life, I have been subjected to dark, depressive moods to such an extent they seemed normal. Something that happened on a regular basis to me and…
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Jesse… part three
Jesse turned up again today. I had been feeling predictably edgy for some days now, but hadn’t given him a thought. My routine was all to hell and my workload suffering because of it. I was forgetting what I was doing, right in the middle of doing it! The impending radiotherapy was starting to haunt…
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Jesse (part two)
Jesse was waiting for me when I came down stairs this morning, and for probably the first time ever, I did not resent his arrival. Those sorrowful eyes echoed my own and I did not feel so very alone any more. I used to resent his arrival, knowing the black mood that threatened to descend…