If something draws a smile out of you while you’re sad, oh my…
Curious about strong reactions to stories and opinions on depression, at the end of this article are some strong reactions that blind-side me. Would you describe them in your own words, please?
Do you feel yourself trying to tighten controls and to think your way to certitude?
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Do you feel like a failure in God’s eyes when you sleep each night? Then why is the deeprest of depression “bad”?
Around me is love. Everywhere. Did you, my Lover, Pour it there? Am I to simply Grow aware?