When Red Pulls You Out of a Black Hole

Since returning home from my three-week adventure in Rhode Island, I’ve felt inconsolably depressed. Every day, for at least part of the day, a numbness consumes me. I can only describe it as feeling “dead inside.” Depression is something I’ve struggled with on and off my whole life, and I think I always will. ThatContinue reading “When Red Pulls You Out of a Black Hole”