K is for Kindness

For years I’ve dealt with depression. I think of the disease as like a warm, tempting fog that I walk through each day. For years, Prozac kept me from lying down and not getting up. Then that miracle drug began to shake and twitch and jerk my body clear off the bed each night. I’ve done therapy. Oh boy, have I done therapy. You learn a lot about the different therapists in this way. I may have learned a little about myself as well.

After all these years, here’s what I’ve found wor...

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