Words + Images for the restless

The Madwoman who Sews

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Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of self, as insidious as any cancer. And like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door.
Martha Manning - Undercurrents (via girlsgotafacelikemurder)

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