“my depression is a shape shifter;
one day it is small as a firefly in the palm of a bear,
the next, it’s the bear…”
—Sabrina Benaim, “explaining my depression to my mother a conversation” from Depression & Other Magic Tricks
A lot of suicides in the media lately. It’s got me thinking, you know? It’s got me reading. There’s a lot of ugly in the world. So much sadness. There’s also beauty. And there’s hope. Even when things are bleak. I’m going to be reading up on things. And writing somethings. And there will be a post in the near future about the toxicity of nerdom. And there’ll be a post about suicide and depression. But for now, let the moonlight fill us up and bring us some peace.
Chapin City Blues 