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Monday, August 14, 2006

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Karen E.

When I was in college, a friend of mine was battling serious depression. I shared my friend's depression, to a degree, because we both saw in the world such a huge amount of sadness, horror, poverty, hunger ... heartbreaking things that wrenched hearts and souls. His psychiatrist told him he needed to "stop caring so much about everything." I remember deciding that I'd take depression, thank you.

My conversion has certainly put a different spin on my worldview, but God forbid the day that I stop caring.

I'm not so gifted in the "creative" dept. but ... yeah, those little bundles are a pretty great trade-off for anything, and quite the anti-depressant, too.

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