That’s where my mentally-disturbed friend Julie has been for
a long time. Telling lies. To herself. Self-deception. It’s put her into a
whole lot of trouble. But there’s a good sign. Julie is beginning to recognize
the truth. Beginning to grasp realities. And the necessity of getting well
again. Especially, if she wants to be genuinely happy. In control of her life. And
no longer mired in the quick sands of depression. Progress is progress. Julie
knows she doesn’t have to do it all at once. It’s a day by day thing. --Jim Broede
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