A blog about my depression, obesity, and financial woes.

In college, I laid on the grimy floor of a badly kept rental at the basement stairs sobbing hysterically for an hour. Not a single roommate came to see what was happening. I was in the depths of unhappiness and depression.

Today, I’m not laying in filth crying for attention but I’m afraid I’m heading down that same dark path.

Can I get out of this dark hole?


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