This is an excerpt from a letter that I wrote to someone at some point: Once, during a lecture...
Now, I remember why I stopped coming around here. I used to hide here. I used to hide from...
Quiet. Chronic depression is a quiet sort of sickness. You can’t see it. Your body doesn’t disintegrate…you don’t feel...
He had a fuller experience He had a fuller experience on this subject than any other individual; and, at...
I think my newest obsession is to find evidence of my OCD. Or maybe that's a compulsion…. Today, I...
So the new year began and what was supposed to be a clam and nice evening turned into another...
Decided to post as a new blog to make my blogs less intimidatingly long. 🙂 I have so much...
It's been one thing after another. I wish all this crap would just stop. I wish things would get...
