We’re All Depressed. Let’s Play The Sims

I always know that my seasonal depression has begun when I spend more time playing The Sims than I do living my flesh and blood life.

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An Anxious Writer Joins Patreon

My dream in life is to be able to support myself with my writing. I do not know if that day will ever come, not because of my talent, or my voice, or my courage, but because I am garbage at email.

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Herpes And Shame, Six Years Later

Healing isn’t fun or narratively appealing: it’s a whole lot of pulling off scabs and dissecting long broken bones that didn’t set properly. It’s hard.

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