We drove out past North Bend to Snoqualmie forest and hiked the Franklin Falls trail. It was only 2 miles into the forest to get to the falls but I wanted to quit multiple times and head back to the car. I was tired and my body ached from the weight of my depression.
I found myself focusing on the small patterns found in nature - particularly the moss growing all over. Bright and colorful amidst the death of winter. Here are some of my favorite shots from my attempt to walk it off.
Being someone who suffers from severe anxiety I’ve had to develop a list of various activities that can help me manage it.
Today I’m celebrating 10 years clean and sober- a whole fucking decade since I’ve had a drink, drug, or real Dijon mustard.