There are strong misconceptions that people who are depressed need things to be going wrong; a trigger in other words.
The last couple of days have been amazing. I conducted an extremely successful concert where the band and audience were perfect. It couldn’t of gone any better. The comments we recieved afterwards were so heartwarming and the band were booked again. The committee were there and when we were finished I found someone who’s been involved with me musically for 10 years in tears with pride. No relation, just the mother of a friend. Seriously; my heart felt like it could burst.
Yesterday I was working at the British Open Brass Band contest. I was working with the biggest names in brass banding in the country. I spoke to them. They spoke to me. Words cannot explain. This picture can.
For privacy reasons, I’ve had to cut on of my idols out, but it was a fantastic day.
So tell me; if depression needs triggers, why am I wanting to drink myself blind? Why do I feel empty? Why am I nothing?
I don’t know the answers. I just needed to write. I don’t know why I needed to either.