Monthly Archive: March, 2019

hope

teedbits; [0] Depression feels like a gaping black hole in the middle of your chest. Something akin to a vacuum. You try to fill it up with things but it never fills up fast… Continue reading

a blog post for my own sanity and a prayer for my weary soul; incoherent and scattered teedbits [0] I must repeat constantly to myself: it is okay to not be happy. Nehemiah… Continue reading