What causes anxiety and depression? How’d I catch it? Man, I wish I knew so I could help others avoid it. I really do.
Maybe it was my alcoholic father.
Maybe it was his premature death.
Maybe it was the time some kids beat me up.
Maybe it was the time I discovered my dead dog covered in blood after it was shot by my neighbor.
Maybe it was the stressful year when I worked eighty hours a week for the entire year.
Maybe it was a side affect of a medication I took.
Maybe it was all the drinking I used to do (thirteen years sober baby).
Maybe it’s just fuckin’ genetics.
Maybe we’re just born with this shit.
Maybe this blogging thing will help me uncover the cause and heal from it.
Maybe it’s worth the try.
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