A man I once knew called depression The Dragon. We were talking about suicide rates and the challenges people experience when fighting depression. Thinking about it, depression really is a massive fire-breathing dragon. You stare up at this great, hulking beast that is threatening to consume you, and it's so overwhelming. How can a simple human stand against this?
Last week was terrible on the whole life front. The ongoing theme was, “Why the hell am I putting myself through this?” Yet, I found small moments of joy. Some were found in chatting with my husband or friends, others from getting out to see a movie, but mostly, they came from my writing. Around… Continue reading Joy in Writing