Today I had a great conversation over the art of poetry and the lovely feelings it brings without saying them and the thoughts and structure it portrays when you know the author vs. When you don’t. It’s lovely. I’ll never stop. I hope you are all enjoying it
Following the tragic loss of one of my heroes on Monday, I saw a lot of people saying things like “It couldn’t have been that bad,” and “He was rich and famous—he had no reason to be depressed.” I do think it is important that we all make the mental shift to remember that depression is an illness. It’s not an emotion, or a vice, or something to be ashamed of. For those who don’t deal with depression, this can be a difficult hurdle. Still, the sooner I think we accept this reality, the sooner people will feel comfortable sharing their experiences and seeking help.