Rock Bottom

April 02, 2021 1 min read

Depression felt like a life sentence,

life wasn't always so good. Imprisoned by cyclical habits that left me despot, there was always room for a new bottom. Surviving the depths of pain I suffered alone in my shaded room planted seeds of empathy for you that have now had years to bloom.

I clearly recall the moment I hit rock bottom. Staring outside the window, I was at least 400ug of locally synthesized LSD in. If you had asked my friends how I was doing, they would have assumed I had it made. The impressions we give and masks we wear barely scratch the surface of the human experience.

What I saw outside that window sparked hope and gave way to the first optimism I'd felt in years ...
"I finally see what I'm building." - the thought that changed my life.

In front of me was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. It contained a puppy barely 3 months of age playing with his new toy, in his new backyard, on a bright sunny afternoon day.


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