I didn’t look blue. But I felt like it. Inside, I could feel the swelling of emptiness creep through my fibers. My mind was the last. And as I stared at the reflection in the mirror, I wondered what it was like to not have depression.
Blue is the culmination of personal events, thoughts, and feelings related to the fight, or lack thereof, against clinical depression. The story is a work in progress coinciding with the NaNoWriMo rules. As it is a personal exploration, please be respectful of the original copyrighted material. The Sims is a product of EA/Maxis and is used solely as a means of imagery.
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