I needed to have that shitty year and the one between to see it.
So much gratitude to Thought Catalog Books for including my essay and acknowledging that yes, depression is real, despite what I’ve been told. It’s not “all in my head” or because I “don’t have enough real problems” and won’t be solved by “eating more meat.” Books and writers like these have meant more than you know. Without acknowledgment, there is no healing. And some days that’s all you’re capable of. Buy on Amazon and iBooks.
My life is better because we met and now sweet because you are gone.
Go out with him thinking of you but really what else can I do?
The space you left me I filled with love I never knew was possible.
“I think we are well-advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not.” by Joan Didion
I desire to accept that healing takes time. The remedy is patience. The result is transformation.