I didn’t do last week’s Friday Fictioneers. I will admit, I was too caught up in other projects. Which is a shame; the prompt picture was quite lovely. But life had to take precedence.
Life has changed quite a bit in the last five months. The move was just the tip of the iceberg.
Coming out of a dark time of depression is a bit like the start of Spring.
There are still storm clouds on the horizon from time to time. A cold snap sends you burrowing back down under blankets, wanting to squeeze your eyes closed in your dark burrow beneath until everything is safe again. Continue reading
I sometimes feel like nothing is worth it.
No. That’s wrong.
I sometimes feel like my worth is nothing.
Depression has sucked the joy out of everything. Continue reading