daily journal

Forty eight:

I don’t know how to make the sad go away. But I thank God every chance I get for sending me these two people who love me and quite literally save me, every day.

Depression hurts like hell. But because of them,  I know I will live through this, even though it feels like it could kill me.

Ive got to keep talking and writing and reading and playing and living because if I stop, I will get swallowed up whole.

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