Kellan Fluckiger

running from it, living with it, hiding from it, wondering what to do about it, ignoring it, accommodating it, being debilitated by it and pretending it doesn’t exist.

it wreck my life and my relationships, run my every thought and unknowingly direct my goals and actions in an unproductive and often hurtful way.

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we pretend like healing it rests squarely on the shoulders of the afflicted and that if they don’t get healed in a hurry they must be lazy.

I have been one of those who blamed myself for everything about this. I was certain that I was not good enough.

knew for sure that I was a jerk and that I, and I alone was the only reason that things were unsuccessful in my circumstances.
I blamed myself for all the relationship problems, breakups and subsequent messes that haunted most of my adult life.

The second group I hope to help his those who live with someone who is depressed. That can be a real pain. Depression is not fun, either for one who has it or one who watches

Those heroes who have enough patience to love and accommodate those who are ill have always been heroes and continue to be important in creating space and opportunity for those who are ill and those who are on the road to recovery.

One voice was talking about what an idiot I was, and the responding voice was talking about how I had done a great job ruining my own life

repeatedly wondered if there was any point in continuing to live.