Reflections

Looking into the mirror is a weird thing. The other day I heard that our brains perceive ourselves as being 5 times more attractive in the mirror than we actually are. Fuck. That sucks. So I’m not really a soft 6 on a good day? Yikes. On a more serious note, depression has changed my…

Void of Purpose

I believe we all have a purpose in this world. No, not some god given purpose. I don’t believe in that sort of thing. I believe we all have the opportunity to seek purpose. To find something that intrinsically motivates us. Something that we would do for free if money was not a factor. Something…

Chasing Happiness

In the time since I graduated from college in 2015, I’ve come to realize I have a bit of a tendency to force happiness. I throw money and experiences towards the pursuit of happiness. I’ve chased a prestigious Management Consulting career in hopes of finding happiness. But it hasn’t made me happy. And it’s taken…

For now, What if is Enough

Hey pretty lady in line at the Charlotte airport main concourse Starbucks. Hey gorgeous girl on the bar patio with your golden retriever. Hey graduate student at the bar ordering shots. Hey to the 100’s of others. For now, let’s leave it as an imaginary hey that I’m writing from 35,000 feet. When I saw…

I Sat in the Rain Today

I sat in the rain today. I sat in the rain today and felt in the moment. I felt in the moment as my shirt and hair became saturated. My shirt and hair felt heavy as I embraced the sound of the moment. This moment made me discover a fundamental truth about my current predicament….

Depression Dreams

Dreams have always been interesting to me. They prompt so many questions: Where do they come from? What influences the content? Do they have meaning in our life?  But dreams during depression are different. Paradoxal. Day in, day out, the darkness from depression has me looking towards nightfall. But the anxiety of depression makes me…

Drifting In-between

I don’t want to live anymore. But I don’t want to die either. I want to drift in the middle. Suspended between the beginning and the end. The numbness of this in-between is comforting. I feel impenetrable. Like nothing can harm my mental state. It’s not a great mental state. It’s not happy. But it’s…

The Beast is Back

The beast is back The more you see it, the easier you are for it to find It’s nothing and everything at the same time But it’s darkness, all darkness No one has seen it It’s inside It attempts to push out your insides Making room for its infinitely expanding self Will I survive it?…