Image of a girl in hiking gear, including boots and a backpack, sitting down in the rain.

Before I took a week off from writing to concentrate on some non-sex-blogging deadlines, I wrote about my depression – specifically by exploring my mental health through a slightly-strained metaphor. Having submitted my projects and survived that thunderstorm, I realised that I haven’t yet said everything I want to yet. This post talks about my depression and suicidal ideation, but the tone is less dark: today I’m thinking about April showers, not thunderstorms.Read More →