I'm struggling again with depression. I just wish it would go away and never come back. I'm just so damned tired.
I called an old friend this evening and we talked for almost an hour. It was wonderful. We talked about addictions, anti-vaxxers, trauma, grief, children, cancer, family, you name it. It felt good.
Maybe tomorrow night I'll call another friend. I often forget I have friends I can lean on. Actually, the real problem is, I fear rejection, always. Fucking messed up brain.