Mama’s Got A Brand New Bag
When you climb out of your seasonal depression
It’s as if I suddenly woke up. February to April is my darkest time. It’s akin to trying to breathe underwater. And there you are, gasping for air, trying to climb to the surface and depression is the boulder weighing you down, pushing you further and deeper into the shallows.
But! I’ve climbed out. And I’ve got something cooking with a dear, brilliant friend. I’ll be talking about this more formally in the coming months in terms of how to partner with someone to create powerful…