"Living dying means that you are in a different world, separate from everyone else...everyone."
I almost didn't write those words, because I thought the message may be too "dark" and "difficult". But I was wrong. I have received some of the most meaningful emails in response to that post. Many people understand feeling separate and alone. And I am honored to finally understand how my patients felt inside. Here is a response I received that captures it completely:
"You are physically / mentally now where many of us emotionally start: dying inside and alone, isolated by the fact we can't talk about it all the time because people have lives. Yes, they care, but there's nothing they can do. Either we'll come out of the depression or we won't."
Maybe to "Woo Hoo" for some readers, but here it comes again for me, I've always believed we are in essence "the same person", differences being a separating illusion.