28 years ago I had a nervous breakdown. It was devastating. I found healing in the mountains of western North Carolina. This week I finally found the words to make peace with what happened to me. Writing is my therapy.
After I read my words, I realize there were gentle signs along the way directing me towards my healing – though I did not realize it at the time. It brings to mind a favourite quote from Danish philosopher, Soren Kierkegaard.
“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.”