Sometimes it is hard to not get angry and think why me. I guess the reality is why not me?
Depression is like a fog that descends in over the sea it starts out slowly and it is still kind of clear you can see to the other side. Then gradually but ever so slowly it becomes thicker and thicker and you wake up one day and discover that you can not only not see …
Living openly with anxiety and depression is hard. Sometimes it feels easy to keep it all hidden but really it is better to be out in the open.