I haven't gone running in awhile, but today was the perfect day to go outside. The sun was out, the temperature was perfect for running – not too cold, not too hot – and the breeze was singing the old tunes again.
My legs got a kick of adrenaline, and my lungs breathed in this fresh air almost like I haven’t breathed in awhile.
I could breathe again.
I found myself running towards my high school, sitting on the steps where I shed so many tears this time last year.
This spot meant a lot to me, for some reason. I could sit here for hours breathing in the fresh scent of grass, soaking in the sunshine, just being able to reflect.
A lot has happened in the past few year, things that I can't even begin to understand.
This is what I needed. My depression has sunk deeper and deeper into the realm of self-destruction. Last time, it was the breakup (the FIRST breakup) that put me in this spot, where I'd sit here and ask myself what was there left for me to live for.
My legs got a kick of adrenaline, and my lungs breathed in this fresh air almost like I haven’t breathed in awhile.
I could breathe again.
I found myself running towards my high school, sitting on the steps where I shed so many tears this time last year.
This spot meant a lot to me, for some reason. I could sit here for hours breathing in the fresh scent of grass, soaking in the sunshine, just being able to reflect.
A lot has happened in the past few year, things that I can't even begin to understand.
This is what I needed. My depression has sunk deeper and deeper into the realm of self-destruction. Last time, it was the breakup (the FIRST breakup) that put me in this spot, where I'd sit here and ask myself what was there left for me to live for.