Why do I go silent? What brings me back?

There’s no simple answer to the question of why I go silent – both here and in my life.  It just happens. And then – one day – I pass a threshold – I break through the lid that has slammed down on my mind – to see the sun once again. I’m cherishing this moment of hope because it will fuel my return the next time I’m in the hole.

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