My father and I have our share of depression - its mild but it runs deep. (How deep? I call it our share because i sometimes think if more people were out of denial about the awful wrongness of modern life, doing their share, I could be relatively chipper.)
When my son was starting to cry recently, he joked 'The depression sets in.' Hopefully we can do better for him. I hope we can teach him his life rests on greater courage than the troubles of any day.
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