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Tag Archives: the pit
It's all just an act… or maybe not
My last trip into the pit — my name for the worst form of depression/despair I sometimes go into — was in November & December 2007. Want to know what it feels like? I'll try to explain. And also how I get out of it.
Posted in depression Also tagged 5-HTP, Christopher Erin Rogers, Flickr, Melz history, NaNoWriMo 2007 7 Comments
Night of the butcher knife
An excerpt from "Dream," the fifth chapter of Mistress of Woodland, based on two actual experiences — including a depiction of that state of depression I call the pit.
Posted in Mistress of Woodland, depression Also tagged depression, grey, Night of the Butcher Knife, writing Leave a comment
Remembering Nicholas Hughes (1962–2009)
Nicholas Hughes: a wildlife biologist at University of Alaska Fairbanks who died by his own hand in March 2009. Something tells me his family, friends, colleagues, & partner saw him as something far more than one the headlines over the past week have painted him as — the putative victim of his mother's "suicide gene." His death was a tragedy, yes: but a tragedy because it was a loss of him & for all who knew him. And for many of those, like me, who didn't.
Posted in depression Also tagged death, Nicholas Hughes, suicide, Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes 3 Comments
Hiisi
(For the Scheherazade Project, on the theme of fear. Constructive criticism always welcome.) Last night I told Rozz, I’m not always at the edge of the pit, but I’m never far from it either. She said, That thing you call the pit is there in you all the time, it’s part of you. She said [...]
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