I Needed to Cry, So I Dreamt of Death

How my body forced me to feel what I was trying to ignore

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“I am having a blue day.” That is what I have come to call it.

It happens from time to time. Well, if I’m being honest, it happens about once a month. I wake up and the world is just harder to be in; my enthusiasm drops dramatically, I fight against the day-to-day requirements…