When you get depressed, you stop doing things you love. Except you don’t notice. You say to yourself, I don’t have time. I don’t have the energy. I don’t like that anymore. For the things you love, you often have to make time, to make them a priority. As depression creeps into your life, you slowly let what is important slip away from you. I love to read, and I love to read children’s literature. Picture books to me are like poems of encouragement and color. Why did I stop reading them? Luckily, my books were waiting patiently for me to return:
I’m drawing daily to help manage depression, long-term disability, and life in general. If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here. You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.
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