If you gave mental anguish a voice, what would it be? Would it be angry, controlling, or a cry for help? There is no wrong answer. It could be all the above, or just a darkness that swallows your soul.
My writing was my passion, my escape. I loved to get lost in the characters lives. It helped me escape some of the madness in mine. I would listen, and sympathize, as authors talked about writers block that plagued them.
Lynda’s Blog Don’t Let Depression Kill Your Creativity and Steal Away Your Life As I write this post, my heart is breaking. We lost an amazing actor today. Some say he committed suicide, I say Depression killed him. Discussing Depression is like talking about Politics or Religion. Everyone has an opinion. Some see it as […]