depression lies – Page 5

I’m having a hard time finding the words.

I wanted to announce this last night but I couldn’t find the words. Last night I found out that this strange little book I wrote (one I was sure would scare people away – one that I struggled with for years) made it on the NYT bestseller list its first week out. I screamed andContinue reading “I’m having a hard time finding the words.”

I’m broken. I’m furiously happy. Both of these things are true.

If you’ve been reading here you know that my next book comes out in a few days. It’s subtitled “A funny book about horrible things” because Furiously Happy is all about looking for the light in spite of the dark parts of life that weigh us down. It’s easy to lose yourself in the fogContinue reading “I’m broken. I’m furiously happy. Both of these things are true.”

You are home.

This is my song for you today: Today is World Suicide Prevention Day and it’s truly wonderful to have voices speak out about something so many of us struggle with. It’s not an easy subject or even one that people understand. Even the people most vulnerable to suicide have a hard time understanding it. There are many things I couldContinue reading “You are home.”

The small things are the big things.

I had a post for today but I couldn’t finish it because my head isn’t working properly right now. Some of this is because my head is always broken. Some is from how bleak the news has been lately and I tend to fixate on that stuff. Some is because we’re supposed to be atContinue reading “The small things are the big things.”

1000 ferris wheels

I once read that about people who make and fold 1000 origami paper cranes. Some do it for luck or longevity or luck or wishes or hope. Some do it for love. Some do it for peace. I assume some do it for the same reason I make ferris wheels. I make them over and over again, fromContinue reading “1000 ferris wheels”

Wouldn’t it be awesome to just have to be aware of mental health one month a year?

It’s Mental Health Awareness Month so some people expect me to write about mental health, except that if you read here you’re already perfectly aware that I’m mentally ill so this feels a bit pointless. But what if we change the game a little? Share with me. In the comments, or on your own platform, or both. Almost everyoneContinue reading “Wouldn’t it be awesome to just have to be aware of mental health one month a year?”