This is how my hair typically looks if I do nothing to it but comb it. Ugh.
Ready or Not to Die
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
This is how my hair typically looks if I do nothing to it but comb it. Ugh.
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
Joy doesn’t feel welcoming. Listening to our pain would be.
It’s a new Cold War, but this time it’s just us.
Thank you.
I think you look great in this picture.