ivorytrent's Letters
Depression has many forms.
To some it is silent. Deadly. Like an assassin sent to stalk you in the never-ending night, causing you to constantly look over your shoulder, to check the windows and doors of your home to make sure that it cannot get inside. The knowledge of the assassin can cause paralyzing fear to some, leaving you no other choice…read more
Dear Me,
It’s been a long time since I’ve taken a moment to think of you, especially with the holiday season here. I’m sorry. This year was hard on you, forcing you to grow up faster and let go of a lot of childish ambitions. I know how dearly you clung to those dreams, how you cherished them, and how badly it crushed you to let them go. You made…read more