Documenting my mental illness
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If you are anything like me, around this time of your you hit a rut. Part of it is the end of the holiday season and the return to the working grind. Another part of it is the cold, dreary weather. A final part is my constant companion, depression. Most people, especially those who live
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I am doing great. I finished school, have settled into a job I enjoy, I have a beautiful place to live, and wonderful friends. I have every reason to be happy- but deep down I’m not. I have depression. I have been formally diagnosed at several points in my life, and I’ve yet to see
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Christmas has come and gone in an almost uneventful way. The tree was lite, the presents wrapped, and stockings hung- but the joy just wasn’t there. The dull browns, the dark days, the cold weather- something about it saps all my energy. It brings out all the sadness, the despair, and hopelessness. It’s as if
Bringing Mae Flowers 