finding joy.

I don’t know what it’s like to be diagnosed with depression. But I do know what it’s like to be depressed. Listless. Devoid of joy. Today was a bummer day. You wouldn’t know it, though. Not at least on my radio shows. But I did tailor my programs around looking for the one thing I…

post your joy.

I’m struggling to get out of bed this morning. I struggled yesterday, too. And last night, I came home from work, hauled my carcass into our living room, turned on the fireplace, and went to sleep for three and a half hours. I’m struggling, too. I don’t remember when it became okay to call people…