Depression
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The Red String of Fate
They say there is a red string woven through every life. A single thread slipping through forests and cities, over mountains, across rivers, through the countless miles between one heart and another. As a child, I thought it… Continue reading
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It begins
The sun slips softly beyond the horizon, and the world grows quiet — it grows still. That is when it begins — the loneliness, the ache, the memories I keep leaving behind. They rise like restless tides, and… Continue reading
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Are you okay?
Inspired by both a friend and my personal experience as we both struggled to answer this question after devastating heartache. You want me to say, “I’m okay.” But I can’t. The words catch in my throat – exhausted… Continue reading
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I dreamt of love
I dreamt of a life filled with joy and adventure, shared with someone special. I dreamt of road trips and mountain trails, of sitting beside you in the quiet wild, watching the horizon stretch endlessly before us. I… Continue reading




