I love books. I didn’t when I was was a teen or young adult. However, as I matured in age I came to realize they were a convenient escape from the harsh reality of this world which often had no just conclusion. In our world, karmic justice is fantasy. Mine enemy is despair, and my hero is hope. Friends, I’m really hurting. Give or take a day or two, it is exactly 13 years since my last suicide attempt. However, that’s not why I’m hurting. Several years ago a psychiatrist that I trust diagnosed me with manic depression (also known (more…)
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I love books. I didn’t when I was was a teen or young adult. However, as I matured in age I came to realize they were a convenient escape from the harsh reality of this world which often had no just conclusion. In our world, karmic justice is fantasy. Mine enemy is despair, and my hero is hope. Friends, I’m really hurting. Give or take a day or two, it is exactly 13 years since my last suicide attempt. However, that’s not why I’m hurting. Several years ago a psychiatrist that I trust diagnosed me with manic depression (also known (more…)
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