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Depression & Clothes

August 22, 2012

Erica Loberg

I went to an all girls catholic high school, which means one thing: uniforms. I loved uniforms. I may have been the only person in my class who actually liked wearing the same shirt and skirt every day.On the weekends I was faced with my real clothes. I would go to parties and all the girls wore their weekend uniform: black, tight and short. We...
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I can’t cry anymore

May 11, 2012

Sara

In the words of Sheryl Crow, I can’t cry anymore. At least, not for now. Please. I’m exhausted. Crying is draining, although it feels strangely good at the same time. Some of it has to do with “being a girl,” but more of it has to do with other stuff – medication stuff – which I hope gets resolved quickly, as I went to the doctor today and...
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Where to begin?

May 9, 2012

Sara Berelsman 

Well, first, I’d like to give a shout-out to Cover Girl Lash Blast mascara. I spent a better part of today crying, and no smudging, no running, nothing! So that was a bright, shiny, silver lining. Other than that…well, one silver lining per day is better than nothing, right?My mood swings have been out of control lately. I’ve never experienced...
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Where to begin?

May 9, 2012

Sara Berelsman 

Well, first, I’d like to give a shout-out to Cover Girl Lash Blast mascara. I spent a better part of today crying, and no smudging, no running, nothing! So that was a bright, shiny, silver lining. Other than that…well, one silver lining per day is better than nothing, right?My mood swings have been out of control lately. I’ve never experienced...
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Can I tell you a secret?

March 15, 2012

Henrietta Ross

Can I tell you a secret?Do you promise that you will not tell?I don't want to be stable!Depression has been following me around for a while now, following, lurking and scurrying behind me like a sewer rat, waiting until my defences are weakened, my fortress is deserted, my brain is finally depleted of something called......... hope - so that its...
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I called the cops on a distant relative once, after he told his mother and sister that he had nothing to live for, that he felt close to no one and that going to the desert to ride his ATV held no pleasure anymore. He went to the door, telling them they may never see him again. He had threatened suicide before, once while holding a gun in the...
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Charlotte Walker

This year, Christmas is going to be a low key affair. My children will be spending it with their dad (by tradition, we take turns). My step-daughters are both at overseas universities, and have decided that with Christmas holidays short and air fares high, they will be staying put until summer. So, while the season will no doubt involve numerous...
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Lucifer’s Delight!

December 21, 2011

Henrietta Ross

The impending doom is upon me! I thought that perhaps he had forgotten about me, lost the mysterious, but essential keys to my Soul - whilst in his stupor, the jangling of metal against the greasy drain, its sound unwelcome to my ears, as he staggers about the endless dimly lit streets. He is like the favoured Ripper with his unquenched,...
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The Princess in the Tower

October 16, 2011

Charlotte Walker

I’ve always loved fairytales. I was lucky that my parents supplied me with a lot of books when I was growing up. I had volumes of the classic stories collected by the Brothers’ Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson, but I was also given stories of Tzar’s palaces and crafty peasants from pre-revolutionary Russia; tales of giants, warriors and shape-...
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