I’m sitting here, in a slightly dark room watching lights projected on the wall as they move in fascinating patterns. The lights are meant for my 4 month old daughter but I like them too. Usually when I write, the words jump out of my head, flowing onto the paper with perfect cadence. There’s something that I’ve been wanting to address for a while now, … Continue reading Should I Forgive My Rapist?
During recovery, it’s important to have goals—distractions—something to work toward. My blog has done just that and my supporters have helped me continue to focus. Today I’ve felt depression take hold. Depression doesn’t have to be symptomatic of an outside influence; it isn’t in this case. Depression, to me, feels like my body is enveloped in one of those tar face masks. I know, odd … Continue reading Down The Rabit Hole: A Downward Spiral to Deep Depression