Archive for the ‘depression’ Category

No One Here Gets Out Alive

Posted: 24th April 2017 by Robyn Jane in death, depression, philosophy
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Hello, friends. Yes, it’s been a while. Between health issues, the collapse of my marriage, and Internet problems, I haven’t been up to writing. But I’ve had a lot of time to think. And a lot of that thinking had a lot to do with life, death, and what really matters to me. February marked […]

Another Sleepless Night

Posted: 26th June 2016 by Robyn Jane in depression, gender identity, homophobia
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Well, to be honest, it wasn’t a sleepless night. It was a sleepless morning. No matter how I try, I can’t seem to sleep beyond 6 a.m. And that includes even if I go to bed at 3 a.m. And THAT, dear friends, is what it’s like. Invisible. Insidious. I’ve moved beyond the suicide stage; […]

Today I’m wearing an earring that says just that. The aspect ratio in the picture is wrong, since the earring is made from a Scrabble® tile, but you get the idea. Like so many others, I am on psychoactive medications. The depression they help me cope with is a legacy from my mother, who inherited […]

Dying By Inches

Posted: 30th March 2015 by Robyn Jane in depression, mental health

To me, one of the worst things about chronic depression is how it robs me of my desire to do anything in general, and writing in particular. And nothing demonstrates this better than the fact that my last post was on March 11. And here it’s March 30 already. No, the depression hasn’t lifted; it’s […]