beat

It’s no secret that depression is harsh, that it lies and can crush the soul. It likes to sneak up behind a person and smash them with a hammer when they least expect it, or hide under the bed and wait until after what you thought was a good day ago it can suck the […]

Deep like the ocean

You would think, after coping with depression for 35 years or more, I would understand my own illness and symptoms better.  Notice I didn’t say “dealing with” because it’s rare that I actually actively deal with the disease, I generally just put up with it because the alternative involves gunfire. In any case, for some […]

there’s no magic lamp

I’m still gathering my thoughts after the news of his death. I’m leaving names out because in this google-crazy world I don’t really want what I write linked to all the fantastic and wonderful (and a few shitty things, they know who they are) being said about this wonderful man. My incoherent mumblings don’t deserve […]