Composure in the Storm

Sometimes the battle with depression is misunderstood as something purely destructive, but there are moments when it becomes a strange kind of teacher. It forces you to slow down, to confront truths you might otherwise avoid, to sit in the quiet and listen to what hurts beneath the surface. The struggle itself is not always the enemy — sometimes it is the silence that follows, when thoughts grow…


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