You are not alone.
Under the best of circumstances, society’s push toward happiness feels overwhelming enough, right?
Okay, now, layer in any degree of grief, loneliness, anxiety, physical discomfort, or stress… and you’ll find yourself fighting the undertow of depression as it attempts to lull you into submission.
Try not to fall for any of it, My Dear.
And I’m calling you “My Dear” because you are one to me. You’re hurting and I know it.
I’ve been there, and you are not alone.