The Insidiousness of Depression
3 min readJul 9, 2018
The date of my last confession here was May 25th. Article, not confession. Catholic slip.
I never intended to be away at all, much less for almost six weeks. The days slipped by in a haze of grey. I was fine, or so I thought. I was writing daily, I procured an online gig captioning videos, I was busy and making a bit of money to help out my family.
