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.
Read MoreI 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.
Read MoreMy 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.
Read MoreThis is a time to survive. Your only responsibility is to get through today.
Read MoreWhat will COVID-19 mean for our mental health?
Read MoreI’m afraid that there is no cure for burnout. After all, you can’t untoast toast.
Read MoreHealing 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.
Read MoreThe challenge of suicide radio isn’t not obeying it. The challenge of suicide radio is identifying it for what it is: an impostor.
Read MoreFor the last year I’ve been a sex writer who doesn’t write. I haven’t had much sex either, but that’s a different essay.
Read MoreI think it’s fair to say that I’ve seen the dark side of Twitter. So why am I still here?
Read MoreMental health issues are just as real and serious as any virus or broken limb.
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