My Loss Of Belief
My Loss Of Belief
Thursday, 17 July 2003
I used to have enormous belief in possibility, in the possibility of what could be achieved by human beings in general and me in particular. Looking back on that now it seems a bit ridiculous and so obviously immature. Down the years, with a string of failed initiatives, my belief has been eroded, replaced with a chronic depressiveness.
Depression is the antithesis of faith and belief. It is the collapse of hope and the perpetuation of an existential crisis. Negativity is its hallmark. The contrast between these two extremes is so stark it is difficult to imagine them resident in one person in one lifetime.
