Tag: depression

presence

Snow

The snow brings a silence that settles everything, it seems.  There’s a scientific reason.  Something about the crystalline structure of fresh-fallen snow acting as an absorbent for sound.  That accounts for the seeming peace that joins us each time there’s a fresh snowfall. Today, we’re in the process of receiving said gift in abundance.  It …

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 …

health

Unexplained Anger

So listen.  There are perfectly legitimate reasons to get angry. My work situation, in the past, has consisted of escalating levels of stupidity that would enrage even the most enlightened of souls, if they felt any responsibility at all toward their post and the overall well-being of the company, its customers and the co-workers around …

writing

Dead Talker

This was a hard one. I’m always drawn toward the dark shit.  Not the viciously malevolent stuff, like the Manson Family or true crime serial killer stories, but the philosophically dark. From punk rock to V For Vendetta to zombie lore, I love it when things get dark.  It’s a great trait, I suppose, for …

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 …

depression

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 …

writing

Holiday Hangover

I’m in a bit of a funk.  Things were going swimmingly on the catching up front through the holidays, and Christmas and all its craziness in particular.  I didn’t think the New Year’s weekend would be particularly difficult to at least maintain the possibility of keeping pace, but things went quite off the rails, time …

depression

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 …