She stood up. Arms crossed. Completely closed off, now. “And who I am is someone with depression, and that means you can’t just pray it away. It’s not a mood, Matt. I’m not just sad. It’s like I’ve got a hole inside my mind and inside that hole is a…a voice. Sometimes it’s loud, sometimes it’s quiet, but it’s always, always there. That voice tells me that I’m not good enough, and the world is going to hell, and nothing matters. I’ll never be a famous artist. The coral reef is bleached and dead. I’ll never have more kids than the one we have. I’ll die without ever accomplishing anything and it
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