Depressed
This is a picture I took the day my divorce decree was signed. I was lying in bed feeling like I could stay there the rest of my life. What you can’t tell is that I am lying on a tear-soaked pillow. That morning, I could have sworn there were about three hundred pounds of weight stacked on top of me, preventing me from getting out of bed. I took this picture for my clients – past, present, and future. I took it to remind myself of how it felt – how it felt gray and sad and shameful to
