A Question of Why?

On (not) going along to get along, the masks I wear to placate the Sunny-Side-Up Cultists, and the weariness which results.

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I’m tired of life; weary and tired. I’ve been living with chronic depression longer than I ever lived without it, and I resent having to deal with it. I resent not being able to live and thrive as easily as those around me, and…

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Darht Bjehl

Darht Bjehl

I’m here to publish, read the work of a few good writers and occasionally offer competent critique in select circumstances. I’m not here to socialize.