Thanksgiving is gone. It left us on Thursday. Me, I wish every day was Thanksgiving. I love the notion of gratitude, and the way that that one day gives people the courage to be vulnerable, to say sober what we might not otherwise. I’m so incredibly happy you’re in my life. You make things better. […]
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The Thing About (My) Depression
“When the flood water comes it ain’t gonna be clear, it’s gonna look like mud.” — The Front Bottoms, Twin Size Mattress I don’t know how it is for others. With me, it comes and goes, but when it comes, it does look like mud. Actually, it looks more like quicksand. Or rather a liquid […]