Sometimes It Rains
I have depression. There. I said it.
I have depression. Clinical depression. There. I said it. I have depression. It doesn’t mean you should feel sorry for me. You shouldn’t. Depression doesn’t define me or dominate my life in any way. It does, however, lurk in the recesses always ready to slither out.
Now, I’m a private person and only disclose this on an “need …




