He lost his brother. A quiet man to begin with, he stopped speaking. He sat on his bed and stared at the wall. His brother was gone. This grieving, depressed man was my grandfather. Grandpap Kirsch. I was fourteen when he passed and I didn't know him that well. But after he died, when our… Continue reading Staring at the wall
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The bigger, better realities of life
Depression is a real thing. So is fear and procrastination. But you know they're all real and you may have experienced them yourself. So why write about them? Because they are all trying to not only knock me down but keep me there. They don't want me to thrive. They don't want me to… Continue reading The bigger, better realities of life
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