5. A million people cannot replace one not being there.
Naloxone is no joke. I’m here to tell you from experience, that sh*t hurts.
Like an addict, I suffer from an illness and consider myself always in recovery.
Here are three steps that I’ve taken over the years to manage recurring clinical depression.
You’re going to need a lot of booze.
I was supposed to be a fighter, and yet, all I could do was stand there and let them take me away.
Thank you for your application of “I love you.” Your forms are being processed and we are formulating a response.
You’ll turn on your torch just to check, and you’ll see that they are real, and there is something moving near your foot.
Desperately, you try to think of a way out of the situation. Your sympathetic nervous system begins to work on overdrive as your fight or flight reflex kicks in. Do you run, or do you stay and fight?
It dawned on me one day as I sank into a particularly sad mood—the type that has an ache to it like its own heartbeat—that we are not meant to be hollow. So, I chose to view as essential the grief, sadness, and longing that rush in like caged water escaping through cracks in crumbling walls.
Look at your student loans. Cry a little. Then get over it.