Dear Abbie,

(I’m sorry. I’ve been dying for a reason to dear abbie you for weeks now, and here it is)..

I HEAR YOU. And thought you might enjoy these two very short narratives on depression .

Ha! Enjoy!!!

You know what I mean.

This was a piece full of truth and also hope which is so easy to discount from the middle of the abyss. Gracias.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.