Facing the Deadly Lion of Depression

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John, Katy was my roommate at Elon. Thank you so much for this brave and beautiful tribute to her. Last year, I lost my father to a cancer I suspect he had quietly fought — shunning doctors and medicine — for years. He was diagnosed last Christmas, and he died not three months later, at 67. Depression, that most insidious cancer, stalked him as well. Losing someone you love so dearly, who at times seems to be the foundation of your entire world, to such a dark cause makes it nearly impossible to see the light. But that is what I wish for you, and for all who loved Katy. Despite the darkness (perhaps, even because if it), her light burned so brightly. Your words, your remembrances, and those of so many others I've encountered as I searched for some sense in her passing, are proof that it still does. Shine on, Katy. May we all be so bright and so brave.

Molly Dickinson 229 days ago

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