Wendy’s my X, but I can’t stop think about her.

I saw you on my the way to work again and even though I know it is over between us, I still think of you.  Your red hair was twisted and bound the way I like the most.  I was afraid you would notice me, so I arranged my face into an air of frosty […]

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Conversations with Depression: How I got myself out of bed today.

Depression: Ugh, it’s morning.  What’s the point? Nothing to look forward to today.  Everything sucks. Me: Oh, Hi Depression.  I see you are still here today.  I’m not ignoring you.  I see you there waving at me and acting like an impertinent toddler.  I know you are trying to bring me down. Depression: I am […]

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