At some point the tears are supposed to stop, right? I have a feeling it shouldn’t take this long to adjust to the new normal. Yet, every time I think I’m making progress, here come the tears. From seemingly out of the blue. At first they were tears for myself. Why did I have to […]
“Thing could be worse. I could be in here and have not-pink nails. As long as I have pink nail polish I know things aren’t so bad.”
A quote from a fellow patient I met during my recent hospitalization. She suffers from depression just like I do, but has been dealing with it longer than myself.
Today, I made something beautiful for you. One day I’ll learn to make something beautiful for me.