Another Long Dark Night of The Soul

Every so often, I go through one. Sometimes it creeps up on me, sometimes it’s suddenly there, and most times it lasts many days, or weeks, or even months. This time around, it built up over two months, and then suddenly came overwhelmingly to a head during the last week, threatening to drown me, to crush me. And everytime, I have an out-and-out, no-holds-barred, drag-out, no-rules, life-and-death  fight with The Dweller on the Threshold — my Dweller on the Threshold. I get knocked down, ground down to dust, then I pick myself up, pull myself together, overcome the Dweller this time around, and I come out knowing something more about myself. And always, always, that Self-Knowledge gives me more Strength than before the Long Dark Night started.

There are no words to describe what I just went through. But then again, there never is. Even if you know me, or think you know the circumstances around this, the outer events are only ten percent of the total picture. Again, there simply are no words.