When I was young, someone assured me, everyone has their dark night of the soul. Everyone ends up alone in the dark, at some point.
I was riveted by this revelation, though I could not imagine myself in that scenario, in the moment. That didn't matter. I was born curious and I'm always happy when i hear something new. Especially when the person talking is confident.
Ten years passsed. I eventually wound up on the floor. I was comforted when I recalled this person's remark. Oh! I'm not crazy. It's my turn! This is one of the reasons I'm writing this. Maybe it will ease this experience for someone else.
I don't know that the statement is true, but it's probably true for most.
Have you had a bona-fide dark night of the soul? How old were you? How did it come about?
My best friend did. Pluto transit to her 12th house. It was so bad; I could not believe it. I cried for her. One death after the next, child almost died but didn't and will never be the same. Then plop.... one thing too many or the one thing that sent her spiraling finally happened. She was in a black hole, and she could not get out or up. I have never watched someone suffer like that but stay alive... I just sat with her. I didn't know what to do. It started around 08. Seemed like it went on forever and the things that happened were God awful.
I have to stop writing about it.... It's making me cry just from the memories.