Progress, Not Perfection
It’s been a long, hard, dangerous road, but here I am. Life isn’t perfect by any means, and I’m not always in a good mood. But I’ve felt a hell of a lot better this last year and a half than I have maybe since I was 14. That was 34 years ago. That’s a long haul. Over the years, I have tried just about everything to feel better. Unfortunately, I have a little asterisk next to my diagnosis that…
