July 29, 2019 It is Never Your Fault…We’re Just Wired Differently (Warning…this is a highly personal note and discusses my experiences with self-harm) The first thing I want to point out to you as that I am currently in no danger of self-harm. I suffer from dysthymia, a persistent but less severe version of depression. And if I appear to be carefree, it’s only to camouflage my sadness. I have had this for quite some time and probably the worst side effect is that I prefer to spend copious amounts of time by myself, can tolerate only my closest friends for any period of time and seriously super-suck at relationships because I am ardently moody, surly, non-communicative, harshly judgmental (of myself and others) and often intolerant and unforgiving. Not that you would know that but my carefully groomed outward demeanor. Suffice to say, it takes a lot of work to present the Postman you see each day, but I inwardly desperately crave com...