|a while ago|
In college, thousands of miles away from my family, I kept having bouts of severe sadness. In those days before e-mail, I'd fax letters to my family.
I remember one fax I got in return from my dad.
He said (roughly translated):
"It seems you have an artist's soul, so your mood swings swing a little wider. "
Such a calming effect, those words. Nothing to fear. Not worse or better than anyone else. Just wider swings. Not even sure if I have an artist's soul or just an artist's mood swings. I've learned to live with it. I keep walking through the sadness until it lifts and becomes manageable.