Depression
“I am not my depression”
I always thought of myself as an independent person. So when I went away for my first year of college and felt miserable, I thought I could take care of it on my own. I decided I wouldn’t be returning the following year about half way through the second semester. I looked forward to the … Read more
“I am not my imbalance”
wipe. rub. wipe two ways up. two ways down. The red from the irritated skin deepens. And deepens. Keep wiping. Wipe away the words. Wipe away the experience that is already quickly becoming a memory. Rub it all away, put a smile back on your face and go out into the world. Just like old … Read more
