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Walking on Egg Shells

I teeter on the brink of depression. Alcoholism. Suicide. Anxiety that’s all-consuming. Psychosis. Normalcy that’s not the norm for me. Societal deformities. Freakish areas of grays and blacks and blues and… reds.

I see the egg shells.

They surround me in my mind, my friends, my environment, my frequent habits, my dreams (nightmares…

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Natalie Jeanne Maddy

I try to rouse others to find their truths by writing about my own! Yoga, meditation, and aromatherapy teacher. Author of 5 books — thriller, healing, poetry.