I came downstairs, watched some Adult Swim and surfed the web on my phone. I came across a touching/crushing article by Kate Fagan (one of my favorite writers these days) about depression and suicide. It was not light reading.
It was, however, a reminder, that life is a bit more precarious than we realize and that little thing someone seems to be struggling with could be metric ton to them. Depression can ruin someone's mind and ultimately take their life while leaving the rest of us wondering what we could have done. So, pay a little closer attention to the people you love and don't be afraid to make a small sacrifice if you think it might help. Be there even if it feels uncomfortable. Beyond that, I have no great words of wisdom.
I just know that my own life was saved by someone who simply showed up.
|Stupid is cheering for a team my own Tervis is ashamed of.|
We have a friend visiting over the last several days and I have caught myself wondering if, when I am being funny, she thinks I am simply being an asshole.
It is entirely possible I am just not funny.