The Summer of 2012

I'm looking back on past summers in my life, exploring a theory that my depression gets seasonally worse in the summer each year. Throughout the summer of 2012, I was in a call process, which is the funny Evangelical Lutheran Church in America way of saying I was interviewing at a new church. Call processes … Continue reading The Summer of 2012

The Summer of 2015

During the month of August, I am writing about past summers in my life, an attempt to shine some light on why my depression seems to be worse during the summer each year. I've been heading backwards in this blog series, focusing on an earlier year each post. Now I'm at four years ago, and … Continue reading The Summer of 2015

The Summer of 2018

For the next month or so, I want to write about the summers in my life. I have discerned that my depression is often at a low point during the summer, which could be connected to some “small-t traumas” I have experienced throughout my life during the summer. And yet, despite that, I know that … Continue reading The Summer of 2018

Forty-Nine

I think the first time I heard the phrase "49th parallel" was while listening to the 1993 song "The Lazy Boy" by Moxy Früvous. "The Lazy Boy" is a song about the United States (maybe?), sung from the standpoint of Canadians. The song contains odd lyrics comparing furniture to countries, such as "I put my … Continue reading Forty-Nine

Twenty-Seven (Guest Post)

This entry in the "Numbers" series was written by guest writer Pete Barry. Pete is the screenwriter of the upcoming film Marian. He is also an award-winning playwright, as well as the other half of the non-award-winning film studio "Pinewood Men.”  Follow his upcoming comedy podcast Mission: Rejected on Twitter and Instagram at @missionrejected. Thanks for giving me the day … Continue reading Twenty-Seven (Guest Post)

Whatever You Decide…

I had an excellent session with my therapist a few days ago. It had been way too long since I'd seen him -- I had canceled my last appointment (in early November, I think?), and never bothered rescheduling it, because I just didn't want to feel any better. I was depressed and stewing in it. … Continue reading Whatever You Decide…

Dark Firewater (Part Two)

This is Part Two of a post I began yesterday. Click here to read Part One. The words of the fire resonated with me so deeply. I have been so depressed for the past few months. I feel like the whole year has been a year of writing, but the past few months have been … Continue reading Dark Firewater (Part Two)