Winter is my version of hell—just add the absence of God, and cookies that you always think are chocolate chip, you take a bite, and they’re oatmeal raisin. That’s it. That’s hell.
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depression
I’m really good at is pushing my emotions down deep deep inside of myself and saying that everything’s fine, and I’m “great!” when internally I feel like (in the words of Michael Gary Scott), “it feels like somebody took my heart and dropped it into a bucket of boiling tears..."