Category Archives: depression

red barn

what is it about fear?

the other day i wrote a post frightened. it did not register even a read. maybe it was because i forget to stick in my more tag, so people could read the whole post in email, or in the archive. maybe it was wordpress’s less than solid reader counter system. maybe people had real fear about frightened so they stayed away. Continue reading

bird in the reeds

somewhere between heaven and hell

so, so you think you can tell
heaven from hell…

roger/gilmour waters

i’ve seen my heaven and i’ve seen my hell. heaven occupied much of my early life, before my long and deep depression. sure, the golden streets didn’t exist and i didn’t really need them. things seldom seemed to go as planed, but as the story goes, that’s life. i could find at least some satisfaction in what i did and what i had become. sure, i had my depressive struggles, but I for the most part could manage.

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purple berries…

when non-suicide pacts go bad

here i go again talking about what shouldn’t be talked about. it’s looking like an obsession, i’m sure. often times obsessed talk about the ese word comes from someone contemplating their own life. don’t worry, i’m far, far away from the edge. this post is about the time i got way too close to the ragged edge. Continue reading

hang in there…a little tree hangs on to a rock

how to avoid the thing we’re not suppose to talk about

i find myself talking about the thing we shouldn’t talk about for the second time in a week. it’s not my fault because my friends bring it up and i want to share about the subject and hopefully have some words that may help you with a struggle you face for yourself or a friend.
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