Invisible Injuries

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 cancer. and like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience; a room in hell with only your name on the door.

Because sometimes, when your name is on the door, it’s partly comforting that there are other names on other doors.

Stop Seeking Conflict

Keep people divided and arguing about inconsequential differences – teach them to hate – and do you know what will happen? They’ll stay divided and keep arguing.

Variations of skin color. Differences in gender. Place of birth. Earnings. Local sporting teams.

I have an idea – it’s radical, I know, but just maybe the world is ready to embrace it – we can quit seeking conflict and underscoring those differences and instead focus on shared success for people: all of them.