Category: depression

depression

Breathing Through It

I know I don’t have it that bad. I know things can always be worse. I know that as long as there is still breath in my body, I have the opportunity to do something better. The problem is that I feel compelled to serve a higher purpose, a universal purpose that goes beyond just …

depression

Let’s Talk

It’s that whole Bell Let’s Talk day thing.  As someone who has suffered from depression, I applaud the effort.  I appreciate the  intent when people share the hashtag and put themselves out there as someone who listens. If only it were true.  If Bell truly cared about people with depression, it would undoubtedly have a …

depression

Penultimate Exorcism

As I finish the last touches on the final draft of Dead Talker, and get it ready to prep for a final manuscript tomorrow to be sent out, I have to wonder. How far did this go in exorcising a few demons? Was it an exercise in wallowing, or did it help me face the …

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Nearing The End

Dead Talker has been a trial.  The original intent was to do something similar to Jeopardy, but more of an exorcism than an exploration. Jeopardy was about tapping into an obsession and controlling it, in order to reach pinnacles and peace never before seen, with a warning not to slip.  Jeopardy’s actions in the book …

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They Told Me I Didn’t Understand

Some things happen divorced of time and space. I have a memory, of which I cannot place the date or location, or even my age, beyond it being likely in my early twenties.  There was alcohol involved, but I was not yet drunk (or maybe I was, I don’t know). Two friends of mine at …

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Morning Confusion

I’m not sure what the deal is the last couple of days.  Both mornings, I’ve woken up in a fog, and completely screwed up my routine. As in, forgetting the basics.  Weight.  Peeing.  Coffee. Well, okay, never coffee. I’m burying myself in this new novella, which admittedly, is practically Gothic in its darkness.  If Jeopardy were …