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Rated: 13+ · Book · Family · #2058371
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April 11, 2019 at 5:14pm
April 11, 2019 at 5:14pm
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April 11, 2019
"No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side.

Or you don't.” ~ Stephen King

Spot on, Mr. King. Most of the time, we don't even know there is another side. We just muddle through without a map or a flashlight. Make it dark blue and that "lonely section of hell" could have been my marriage to an alcoholic. For adults that passage could be months or years. But for a child that dark, lonely, lost time might be a day or a few hours. A child doesn't have enough experience with the passing of time or circumstance to know a temporary crisis from a scary upheaval that will never end.

         Occasionally, we don't know we're in a bad spot until we come out on the other side. When I was only in my 30's, I was disappointed with the way my life was going. I didn't like my job, I didn't have children yet, my education seemed to be wasted. I was struggling financially, a worldly way of judging success. I was barely getting by, far from home. Finally, I finally found someone who gave me positive feedback. My old job had involved constant criticism and negative people. A few occasional remarks about my intelligence or nice personality or moral strength had a big effect. I only saw her a few months, then I changed jobs and didn't see her anymore. But I realized I felt better. Some encouragement from a person who had her own life together did wonders for me. I wasn't such a loser after all. I didn't have all the answers, but I was on the other side and could see the light. I knew only after the fact that I had been depressed. Now life had promise again.


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