Lo, there do I see my father…

Although my medication does well at controlling my bipolar symptoms most days, it can do little about sadness, particularly grief. When depression and sadness intersect, it is a state of indescribable misery. Wolf, or Wolfman, was my little brother. We weren't kin, but he was as much my sibling as if he were flesh and... Continue Reading →

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