Don’t ever give up hope
For most of my life I didn’t want to be me. In fact, I was so unhappy being me that I wanted to be someone else. When I was in my twenties I wanted to be Fred Astaire, because I liked the light and joyful sense of life he projected when dancing on screen. Later in life I didn’t care who else I was as long as it wasn’t me. During my twenties and thirties I contemplated suicide, evidence of how utterly miserable I was at that time. Unless you have personally experienced depression it is hard to imagine how [...]
