In the low part of her depression, she says, “I hate the mistakes of myself, of course, and as I lose tolerance, I lose generosity and hate the world and the mistakes of those around me and end up wanting to scream because there are spills and stains and fallen leaves, parking fines and people who are late or don’t return calls. None of this is good. Pretty soon the children will be crying, and if I ignore that, they’ll end up very quiet and obedient, which is worse because the tears are now inside. Fear is in their eyes and they go silent. I stop hearing their secret hurts that are so easy to
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