I Want to Hide When I Feel Sad

I've been experiencing a terrifying and familiar blanket of misery for the past week or so, and struggling like hell to try to get out of it, to try to get back to how I was before — which was energetic, optimistic, positive, powerful. Just, in short, feeling good. And I've been feeling bad.

In the middle of a long drive, some insights have come up to reveal why I've been feeling the way I have and what I can do to return to a more authentic way of being in my life.

Perhaps depression is a strong signal that something is out of alignment. Maybe I'm somehow being untruthful in the world, or with myself, and I might not even know it... but for the lack of energy, the listlessness, the fear.

It might be that the way out of my own personal hell, is to let my own personal hell just be the way it is, and to let people in on that.