About 1-1/2 years after my mom passed away I experienced an overwhelming sense of loss as the full impact of her death struck me from behind. This piece represents the many vices people turn to for comfort in the depressed time of need. For me it was alcohol and antidepressants. At first I wouldn't take any medication because of the stigma attached--so I chose alcohol. Then someone told me about how depression works from a biochemical level, how it affects the way nerve cells in the brain worked. After reading up on the subject I realized antidepressants were in deed the answer to bring balance back into my life.

I was finally able to move on when I realized this phase was a normal reaction to loss and that it was only temporary.