My depression is an old "friend," and it comes to visit me in one of two ways. It presents as either the stairway to hell....
Or as a colorless road through the desert....
The former is terrifying. The latter is exhausting.
My depression is an old "friend," and it comes to visit me in one of two ways. It presents as either the stairway to hell....
Or as a colorless road through the desert....
The former is terrifying. The latter is exhausting.