Confessions of a Blue-Gened Blonde

February 6, 2015 9:52 PM

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Hello, my name is Susan, and I suffer from depression. And anxiety. And panic attacks when my anxiety is really high. And even when it's not but my brain wants to mess with me. I don't see any of these things as defects. I see them as just some of the things that make me, me. Like having blue eyes and blonde hair, and a singing voice so bad my crooning "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" didn't make my boys fall asleep as much as faint when they were babies.

In all seriousness, what I was born to be, beyond wife, mom, autism advocate, and card-carrying hopeless optimist, is someone who not only gets depressed, but is willing, even eager, to talk about it. Unlike other people, I can't keep my depression in the closet. For one thing, I need the space for ...

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