The metaphor of depression as snow touches me deeply. Feeling smothered by having to stay in for too many days in a row. Not being able to see what is coming at me. Not being able to clear the way…
The metaphor of depression as snow touches me deeply. Feeling smothered by having to stay in for too many days in a row. Not being able to see what is coming at me. Not being able to clear the way…
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