From Ice Queen to Princess

Category: depression

  • I see you

    I see you standing in the doorway.  I know you are thinking about coming in, but for many reasons, you have not.  You see a room full of women sitting at tables and laughing and having fun, but you doubt whether you could ever be one of them.  Once they found out who you really…

  • Lessons from the wasteland: Who’s in charge?

    “It’s dead.  It’s all dead,” I lamented to my friend in the parking lot.  “All of my goals, my dreams, my plans are all dead.”  My friend, who is considerably more Type B than me, tried to hide her smile.  She knew that this was possibly the best place for me to be right now.…