Normal Grief vs Masked/ Delayed/& Prolonged Grief

When I was eleven my father died. I didn't cry when my aunt broke the news to me, nor did I cry during the funeral. It wasn't until I was in my mid 30s that I finally broke down and cried over my father's death. However it wasn't without consequences. One could even point out …

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Gratitude- 9/22/19

It's been getting more and more challenging to write because of my clinical depression. I've been trying my best to work on a new books (Armani the Hottie & The Other Woman). To help with my mental, I often like to list what I'm thankful for. Here it goes: I've recently partnered up with a …