I don’t think about why I’m taking my medicine anymore. In the beginning, I knew each pill was a step in the right direction, perfectly calibrated to make life more bearable and help me work through my depression. Turn my baseline anxiety from an 8 to a 3, which keeps me from reaching a 10 [...]
I lost my Garmin on vacation. It sucked, but not too bad.
A poem featuring some of my endless thoughts when my OCD and anxiety were worst.
Depression is like a wallet, meaning I sometimes forget about it until I sit directly on it.