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April 25, 2013
When I was in the eye of depression’s storm, I couldn’t pray. I would go into my bedroom closet, shut the door, and light a candle in the dark. I stared into its flame, wanting so badly to feel at peace.   But I didn’t. Instead, I trembled with anxiety, barely able to hold my...
During the last ten years, there has been a flurry of studies on what makes us happy. Surprisingly, it’s not about how much money we make, or the prestige of the corner office. Experts in the field of positive psychology have interviewed people and groups all over the world to discover the elements that affect...
No four words felt better when I was depressed than these, spoken by so many friends so often: This too shall pass. It didn’t matter who said them: my mom, who I figured was lying; my friends, who I knew were being nice; or my therapist, who I suspected wanted to get paid. When my...