Canadian with a love for the guitar, poetry, and videography. Currently trying to figure out how to package all of that as an action of love.
Missing.
Someone.
Deeply.
Wounded.
Festering.
Crying.
Dark.
Sometimes the brain short circuits.
I was listening to Switchfoot’s “Live It Well” this morning- a song that has brought me back from dark thoughts, days, and…
I have never been formally diagnosed with depression or anxiety. I have seen a social worker…