But back to this post. Because I’ve been busy with the above and a bunch of other things, I haven’t been able to read as many posts about depression until tonight. I try to take Sunday nights and do a lot of reading. I want to know how other’s are experiencing their depression. You would think that after all the years of my own suffering, nothing would surprise me. But it continues to do just that. Surprise and haunt me.
The surprises are not that I read anything unusual but that they sound so much the same. Let me explain. Continue reading “it’s hard to read the stories”