Mother, Who Has An Absolute Belief That

I Am Reminded Of The Importance Of Small Kindnesses.

Somehow, Like So Many People Who Get Depressed, We Felt Our Depressions Were More Complicated And Existentially Based Than They Actually Were.

I Am Tired Of Hiding, Tired Of Misspent And Knotted Energies, Tired Of The Hypocrisy, And Tired Of Acting As Though I Have Something To Hide.

Nothing Good Comes Out Of Depression.

I Have Often Asked Myself Whether, Given The Choice, I Would Choose To Have Manic-depressive Illness. If Lithium Were Not Available To Me, Or Didn't Work For Me, The Answer Would Be A Simple No... And It Would Be An Answer Laced With Terror. But Lithium Does Work For Me, And Therefore I Can Afford To Pose The Question. Strangely Enough, I Think I Would Choose To Have It. It's Complicated.