"I think I'm depressed."
"Why?"
"There is no why with depression, Dad. Just like when it rains. No one asks why. It just does."
YOU ARE READING
Finding Joy
PuisiI never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy. This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
It Just Happens
"I think I'm depressed."
"Why?"
"There is no why with depression, Dad. Just like when it rains. No one asks why. It just does."
